Songtexte:
Personal War Angels

: Our fantasy, a story-book that never ends The greatest gift but we can't hold in our hands The gate to mystical dimensions and to things that live

down the stream you wake up angry in the night, jump up, ready for a fight but the war is never won on this side of the sun now they tell me music can free a person

Scarface] I've been kicked, I've been stabbed I've been shot, I've been ? by a Person that I thought I trusted, where I live It's a war at the cribs,

Move, ask the angels who they're calling Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels, while they're falling Who that person could possibly

You'll need holy water And a little bit of knowledge Invocation to your holy guardian angel The great evil around God gave man dominion Over fowls of

Move Ask the angels who they're calling Go ask the angels if they're calling to thee Ask the angels while they're falling Who that person could possibly

the stench of decaying flesh, accompany Manson's death If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a diffrent aspect enter the lung get shredded by person to person

your children destroy what you've been building And when you're left to suffer he'll vivisect your mother He is the Lord and master of every war and

WAKE UP ANGRY IN THE NIGHT, JUMP UP, READY FOR A FIGHT BUT THE WAR IS NEVER WON ON THIS SIDE OF THE SUN NOW THEY TELL ME MUSIC CAN FREE A PERSON'S SOUL