Live in virtue, no desire
In the grave an angels choir
You look to heaven and wonder why
No one can see them in the sky
Chorus:
Just as the clouds have gone to sleep
Angels can be seen in heavens keep
Alone in fear they question why
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Angels live, they never die
Apart from us , behind the sky
They ґre fading souls who ґve turned to ice
So ashen white in paradise
Chorus
