Angels and roses
Angels are in the light
And roses are in the dark,
Their wings are very white
And their petals are like a mark...
A mark for what I really am
A mark for what I suppose to be,
A fly for who is calm
And a fly for who is free...
All is kept in a lie
And all is found when we die,
But do we really know
What we really want to show?
Angels are in the light
And roses are in the dark,
Their wings are very white
And their petals are like a mark...
A mark for what I really am
A mark for what I suppose to be,
A fly for who is calm
And a fly for who is free...
All is kept in a lie
And all is found when we die,
But do we really know
What we really want to show?
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Please tell me why!
Am I a savior, meant to save us all?
The people cry!
They want an end
A curtain call!
Am I a savior, meant to save us all?
The people cry!
They want an end
A curtain call!