Angel of Death
angel of death looking at me
angel of death what do you see
a heart so cold as hard as ice
a soul is black i can never be nice
I was something precious to delicate to hold
as time went by my soul got sold
in my field of poison ivy, broken hearts and shattered dreams
life is a prison at least that what it seams
angel of death you sing to me
angel of death you set me free
darkness falls in the land of the dead
I take your hand by you I am led
you take away the pain
so I don't feel
all I listen to you and wonder
am I now or have I ever been real
Copyright © Kevin Elmore | Year Posted 2010
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