One poster on the wall "Heaven's for sale We have closed down" If there's not job above We can ask below And join the staff.
Just void and silence in the sky Heaven is out of fashion, let's go to Hell
We are the ones, The Fallen Angels We are the souls that rove your minds We are the ones The Fallen Angels Sinner or Saint you will decide.
"Sorry, my winged lads, I give you the sack, The best of luck" No guardian angels now That show you the way To the Promised Land
No job, no future in the sky Heaven is out of fashion, let's go to Hell
We are the ones, The Fallen Angels We are the souls that rove your minds We are the ones The Fallen Angels Sinner or Saint you will decide.
Searching for the light You know what is wrong And you know what is right Searching for the light Choose your side
We are the ones, The Fallen Angels We are the souls that rove your minds We are the ones The Fallen Angels Sinner or Saint you will decide.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
