Live in virtue, no desire
In the grave an angel´s choir
You look to heaven and wonder why
No one can see them in the sky

Just as the clouds have gone to sleep
Angels can be seen in heaven´s 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´re fading souls who´ve turned to ice
So ashen white in paradise

Just as the clouds have gone to sleep
Angels can be seen in heaven´s keep
Alone in fear they question why

Goddamn not an angel when I die