I heard the angels say I wish that we could wake this sleeping city So desolate I wish that they'd remove the veil from their face I heard them say Yet they remain... Take their hearts and mold them to everything that you are Take their souls; ignite them until they burn for you Make this day, the day your reckoning bestowed On hungry hearts, the flavor of mercy and justice Would the angels say I wish could wake these sleeping people We see them lay So beautiful, perfect and perfectly broken Yet we see them lay And they remain...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
