Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel

Carry me down

Jackets and shoes

Pistols and pens
Poor boy, feels like I ain't got no friends
I wake up nervous

Sunday is gloomy
Eyes on the sidewalk
Look right through me

I hear myself breathing
Trying to focus
Goodbye Babylon

Wandering hopeless
The drifter
Singing the lament to the non-trier

The isolation makes me wanna set myself on fire
But I don't live anywhere


Black Angel
Black Angel
Black Angel

Carry me down

Black Angel

Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down


I pick all the flowers
Extinguish the flames

The insanities, I can remember all of their names
The bottom of the barrel
It's no way how to be

But the cold and the silence
Beats the %#@! out of me
The windows are wooden

And I shouldn't complain
I'll just keep digging
Until I'm good and insane

Cobwebs and apple corers
Old ghosts and vestiges
The woman at the desk says I ain't got no messages

But I don't live anywhere

Black Angel

Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down


Lost in a haze
Of fantasy in folklore

The woman I love, she don't want me no more
Inebriated, alleviated of pain and speaking wild
Full-grown man, reduced to a weakling child

Hard a hearing, short-tempered, long viewing, completely disappeared
And cleared of all wrong doing
Challenging the calendars

And tempting the clocks
Tree knocked over
Inside an empty box

And I don't live anywhere

Black Angel

Black Angel
Black Angel
Carry me down


Black Angel
Black Angel

Black Angel
Carry me down