Angel with crown made of thorns Falling down from the sky With tears of madness And pain in heart Hurt is his soul By so many lies By so many false And emptiness of being Bloody sweat on skin Because crown of thorns Is so heavy Is so painful And with every new sunset Push his white wings To the grey dust More and more Dust of misunderstood believe Deceited trust Live him everyday deceive Seeds of days and nights Made of thorns pricking Moonlight and sunshine Edge of dreams sinkingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
