Filthy Angels Lyrics
He is lying, he is no alive, not deadHe is not in a dream, not awakeStaring at the moonLike a lonely trampBy the deep rivers shoreThose three pretty faces on the coverOf the moonDaughters of the moonThey went to better side of realityDaughters of the moonCrying and weeping like those filthyAngels in the doomYou were so pretty, so softI had to satisfy my lustPlease forgive meI can't heal myselfI am on your graceStaring at the moonLike a lonely trampBy the deep rivers shoreDaughters of the moonThey went to better side of realityDaughters of the moonCrying and weeping like those filthyAngels in the doomDaughters of the moonGave him a tender touch and something moreDaughters of the moonKilled him by the deep rivers shoreDaughters of the moonThey went to better side of realityDaughters of the moonCrying and weeping like those filthyAngels in the doom
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