Текст песни Falling Angels - Fyrce Muons

I hear the hoard of angels coming down to me
I see the shining wings now blinded by the sun
And if they wish to pluck me from on the earth today
I'll meet you all in heaven and turned it to the brave

You have a learning curve my son

Hoards of broken angels swoop down upon me
Filling me full of fear even though they come from God
Fearing God
Fearing life itself
Teeth gnashing, shining in the darkness
Are these really angels
Are they monkeys of the devil

Creep upon my shoulder
The addiction of evil
Cry out, cry out
Hoards of angels

I'm borne by bastard angels down into the gloom
The smell of filthy needles, the darkness of my room
I'm leaping down the staircase, I'm flying without wings
I'm just a bastard angel, a needle for a wing

You have a learning curve my son