
I'm the Angel of small death
I bloom roses on my grave
I can not see brighter days
Cuz I'm trapped inside my head but
I'm Hurt and I'll grab my pistol
I wonder if tonight will be my last
I've seen a couple visions
There's no future in my life
I cannot stand these people
You see haughtiness in my eyes
I know i have a mission
Cuz the Moon gives me hopes to try
Ooh ooh