Woorden: Children Of Bodom. Hate Crew Deathroll. Angels Don't Kill.

(I want no one to escape)

I hear the first sets going by
Watching myself slowly die
Sharp is the pain leading through my heart
Slowly tearing me apart

One minute you're an angel fallen from grace
Next, the fist that I hate
Pick me up from the gutter with a gentle kiss
The rips on my heart to show me how black it is

No!
You're not good
It feels so cold
Yet I won't turn back
I'll die alone

I hear the first sets walking by
Watching myself slowly die
Sharpening pain leading through my heart

Slowly tearing me apart

When you appear as an angel
Knockig me down, look in my way
Could you ever kill the pain in my heart
Even though they say: Angels don't kill

No!
You're not good
It feels so cold
Yet I won't turn back
I'll die alone

No!
You're not good
It feels so cold
Yet I won't turn back
I'll die alone!