MY ANGELS OF THE WINTER DAWN IN YOUR WONDER I COULD HEAR THE INNER CALL IN A CRYSTAL TEAR OF WATER WELCOME ANGELS OF THE WINTER DAWN Red bleeding rose
[ Music:Alessandro Muscio - Words:Stefano Droetto/Alessandro Muscio ] Burning skies, Angels of hell are marching through the stars Showing me weak
from the sea Angels of mercy, answer our plea And carry us home, home, home from the[ sea Carry us safely home from the sea. On a cold winters night
heaven sent Lord knows I know not where they went shake my head and I wonder how I'll ever get to heaven now 1st Verse An angel came one winter dawn
the wind Imprisoned there, in dreams within There is a way There is an aim There is a light An angel's voice still guides me Through a winter's night
. Can you believe, God makes you breathe. Why did he lose six million jews. Touched by the wings, fears angel brings Sad winter storm, grey autumn dawn
dressed in robes of fall Kiss my limbs ennobled dove Entering warm emerald halls Oh I wish you may find the trail Where angels ride on stallions brave
snow in the winter The angels that fell, so splendid to rape Tall are the shadows that dance before me As they show the way to the dawn An autumn forest
[S. Laird / K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters] [INTRO: THE BIRTH] [MOVEMENT I: THE LIE] The fruit from the tree was so pleasing to my eye The serpent
sea Of fury and misery, Sharpen your instincts to live, For I'll be your shadow god. Wandering in forgotten temples, Where angels fear to trade. Yelling
When two lovers meet in Mayfair So the legends tell Songbirds sing Winter turns to spring Every winding street in Mayfair Falls beneath the spell I know
chest: the soul watches TV And gorges itself on blood and popcorn Now that's what I call decay decline and hard times Hard times, very hard times, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter
blackened burning sky One final sacrifice, this night belongs to me Turn back before the dawn of winter So far away the cries, set fallen angels free
I weep Desolate, I pray for the dawning sun The throne of light remains concealed Alone, tied in these chains of Solitude I cannot Feel [Chorus] Where angels
winter's harvests from untold sins Equinoctial winds rhyming dirges of enchantment [Chorus] These bloodstained hands - Can they claim redemption? I can hear his word - Guiding me to the dawn
the knell And to my dark angel Whose form too vast to comprehend As demons rise and re-ascend Here is were evenings serenades Amidst the dawn as gracious
Oh my God They've got angels sweatin' like Helots workin' their little halos to the bone combing them deserts my figure eight knotted lifeline defined
