Dark Diary
Verfasst am: Sat., 06.08.2005, 13:19:00
The Creatures - Exterminating Angel
Here it comes again
Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
There are just black holes
Where the stars would be watching
Just black holes
Where the stars should have been
Plumes of dirt
Caress a urine coloured sun
Swarms of angels
Come to kill your sons
And there’s nothing but black holes
Where the stars should have been
Nothing but black holes
Where the stars would be watching