Lyrics Rose Of Los Angeles - Angels of Light

Rose Of Los Angeles

The Rose of Los Angeles
Now wrapped within her wires
The Rose of Los Angeles
Now breathing through her mask
The reasons long aborted
Inside her clouded glass
Her fingers soft but distorted
Now reaching for the past
Now gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
My children they are a treason
Take them from my fold
They hover now like three surgeons
To remove my slipping hold
Now gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone gone
So may you marry early
And may your lover die
Then may you find some other
And may she murder you