's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams while mocking angels sift what seems To be a collage of magazine dust
and when you sleep the angels kisses are mercury mercury breaking love into lust grinding pearls into dust breaking love into lust grinding pearls into dust
you can hear the song they sing Between good and evil, you're just a puppet on a string It could be the Angel of Death or the Angel King A pitchfork with
't see through her wicked lies [Chorus] She appears in your nightmares, she lives in your dreams She's got the looks of an angel, but she's not what
graces That kind of magic you may get a sunburn from And there's no better way for us Than our old sweet ways And angels burn to dust before the human
mirror of sunshine I'm coming home to you Farewell last sunrise You can take me Where the solemn angel rides Through the Dust of Paradise Walk with me through the Dust
I go My name is Caroline I hide from everyone On this nightmare ride But I'm far from home Under the covers of The dust and mud and air And my
listen to a word he said So for 40 days and for 40 nights Well they tied my [ways] they can see the light And the angel screamed in my nightmare ride
needle gives wings To illustrate the makings of a nightmare not a dream [Chorus] Mr. Lucifer Ice Blow Flake Glass Black tar Angel Dust Rope Grass Snowbirds
prisoner's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams while mocking angels sift what seems To be a collage of magazine dust
can hear the song they sing Between good and evil, you're just a puppet on a string It could be the Angel of Death or the Angel King A pitchfork with
chains that had bound me In the crypts down below And the nightmare was over it seemed I was back on my feel Standing so proudly covered in dust But