Black Death
I am sitting here,
in a never-ending fear,
the black angel traced me,
like a grim essence of fantasy.
Whatever I do, whatever I say...
In stampeding I will stay.
Whatever I say, whatever I do...
I will never be like you.
I'll never find peace,
'cause the black angel don't let me breath,
All the time it is the same,
the trying to leave is in vain.
Whatever I do, whatever I say...
In stampeding I will stay.
Whatever I say, whatever I do...
I will never be like you.
For dear life I would write,
letter for letter, in a dark night.
I see the gloominess become wide...
the angel of darkness is waiting for me outside
Whatever I do, whatever I say...
In stampeding I will stay.
Whatever I say, whatever I do...
I will never be like you.
Supplications, I pray and pray
frowning is yesterady and tomorrow, sullen to day
the nightly moonlight,
it is a sallow light.
Whatever I do, whatever I say...
In stampeding I will stay.
Whatever I say, whatever I do...
I will never be like you.
The dark angel never leave me,
you want to solace me, but it is futile. I'm sorry
The dust of murkiness is by my site - forever...
The gloom Angel and me, we 're together.
