Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where the Angels Burn, artist - William Control. Album song The Neuromancer, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 03.04.2014
Record label: Control
Song language: English
Where the Angels Burn |
I self destruct, panicked dreams and violence skies in a lonely bed |
I lie in, ooh please instruct |
All alone aside for my image |
The deepest wings I drown |
I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting cancer |
I feel my abuse, a drug addled victim |
I understand him |
Somehow I’ll be there, in the flames of my own failure |
Somehow I’ll find you |
Stranger we become |
Through the gates of iron sin |
When I chase you down to hell |
Would I give up everything for |
Stranger we become |
Through the gates of iron sin |
When I chase you down to hell |
Would I give up everything for love? |
I self destruct, silence of the anger and I laughed alone |
I feel like a fool, like a mad man fighting demons |
Pigs and effigies |
I feel my abuse, a drug addled nothing, I understand him |
Somehow I’ll find you in the flames of my own failure |
Somehow I’ll be there |
Stranger we become |
Through the gates of iron sin |
When I chase you down to hell |
Would I give up everything for |
Stranger we become |
Through the gates of iron sin |
When I chase you down to hell |
Would I give up everything for love? |
Make me strange, where the angels burn |
Take me away, I’d give up anything |
Make me strange, where the angels burn |
Take me away, I give up anything for you |
I stood at the gates of Heaven and spat into the face of Saint Peter |
And told him to fuck himself |
That was a laugh, that place Heaven |
Will never exist for me as long as you’re not there standing by my side |
I can dwell on the confusion of my experience |
But I can try to live all days in anguish |
Either option, I lose, if I wanna return to the sunshine and the living |
I must cross an ocean of hate to get there |
And a culture of enormous sorrow stands in my way |
But you’re worth and enduring the worst of life’s creations |
Your love, your forgiveness and tender touch |
I would set myself on fire a thousand times for just five more minutes |
Of your magnificence against my skin |
I’m unfocused, I don’t want people to like me |
Nothing matters except dying a thousand deaths |
For receiving the simple pleasure of holding you one more time |
I don’t have a clue how to find you |
But I know that somewhere in the sunlight of the spirit |
You’re there guiding me home to your bosom |
We really are just made of iron and bone |
Held together with weak skin and easy-to-open veins |
We’ve been created from dust only to live and love |
And get shoved back into the dirt |
My beloved, I don’t have any idea how I’m going to find you but I will |
Somehow, in the smiling grace of our ancestors |
And with every ounce of energy in my bones |
I will find you, all my love, all my love, all my love |