Texty:
Golden Dawn Angel

star from dimensions afar Dusk and dawn you merge Waters are deep where lost feelings sleep You are the end of my search You are my angel... The

I see so many golden women When they walk their feet, don't touch the ground How I want, how I want to deserve you But me, I'm always out of rhythm My

Man with the 7 crowns on his dome was near Feet walked over rose petals, song from the ghetto Face froze in gold like the pharaoh A dawn in glory, robe

In the early dawn a stallion white Prances the hills in the morning light His bridle is painted with thunder and gold Orchids and dragons, pale knights

Rings of Fortune in my way I've motorcycled the King's Highway I sailed on a ship on the Spanish galleon I'm the Angel of the Black Medallion Peter

and graces should vacate their places for the qualities you lack. Though empty vessels made most sound--not one wise word was said, Vainglory hunters seek their prey where angels

turkey that you know will fold You may be stranded out in the cold Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold Let's go on with the show The butcher

I see so many golden women When they walk Their feet don't touch the ground How I want How I want I would die for you If I could be your angel

unholy crimson rains from the darkest depths of hell fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell the rats feeding on the corpses ignore