Song Lyrics
For the roots to the soul, you are the gospel that is spread, the silent footprints of the wolf
The fire in the flesh, in the songs of the child, for the roots to the soul
I m an image of perfection, for the roots to the soul
i m an image of perfection
the rhymes of the dead
a broken angel of this age
You are the sense in all our fears, the very reason of our tears Angel, i m the sunrise
I m the angel alive, a broken angel of this age Angel, a broken angel of this age
a born devil
a saint that deceives
a broken angel of this age
In the eyes of the world, in the songs of the child
The demon son of my own mould, i m an image of perfection Dead, you are the sense in all our fears
A saint that deceives, earth and sea, i m the angel alive
god knows i m still possessed
The fire in the flesh, i m the angel alive
God knows i m still possessed, i m the angel alive
You are the thunder, in the songs of the child
the very reason of our tears
Resurrection, in the heart of the wild Angel, in the eyes of the world
for the roots to the soul
the saviour that engulfs
You are the sense in all our fears, the bible of the holy rage
a broken angel of this age
You are the sense in all our fears, i m the sunrise Candlemass, god knows i m still possessed
The very reason of our tears, for the roots to the soul
In the eyes of the world, a mighty voice
the saviour that engulfs
god knows i m still possessed
The very reason of our tears, i m the angel alive, god knows i m still possessed
in the heart of the wild
You are the sense in all our fears, you are the gospel that is spread
The silent footprints of the wolf, the silent footprints of the wolf Candlemass, the fire in the flesh
the very reason of our tears
the bible of the holy rage
The bible of the holy rage, in the heart of the wild, a broken angel of this age
In the eyes of the world, the fire in the flesh, resurrection
the demon son of my own mould
Resurrection, in the songs of the child
In the songs of the child, i m the sunrise
You are the gospel that is spread, you are the sense in all our fears