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Tekster: Tribal Seeds. Dark Angel.

Dark angel
Descending from the sky
Come to darken I night
She wiped away the years I cried
Which way does this angel...

Stride, yea now
I was in a rampage
Dwell in my lonesome
Talking to the ears of no one
Dwell in deep depression
Sad. In desperate need of someone
Building up mental sufferation
Asking for deliverance of just one girl
One to come cross my path and proceed on my road

Dark angel
Descending from the sky

Come to darken I night
She wiped away the years I cried
Which way does this angel...

Said I have her, said I had her
Said I want her, just don't need her
When you receive what you crave, you still wont be satisfied
The questions still roll in my mind
Yet I wouldn't leave her for false assumption
Don't want the company of depression
She's the one who answered the call
Lift I to my feet when my knees gave to the fall
And it was just one girl
It was just one girl
To hear I, hear I call

Tribal Seeds