Angel
Angel
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotelroom
And the endlesness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreakage
Of your silent revery
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotelroom
And the endlesness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreakage
Of your silent revery
You're in the arms of the angel
May you fi-ind some co-omfo-ort there
May you find
some comfort
there...
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotelroom
And the endlesness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreakage
Of your silent revery
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotelroom
And the endlesness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreakage
Of your silent revery
You're in the arms of the angel
May you fi-ind some co-omfo-ort there
May you find
some comfort
there...
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