I am the Angel
You are the hands that grab me
I am forgotten
And you are alone
Justification
Perfect stimulation
Make me a treasure...
Make me a gun

I am the mountain
That watches the valley
Pretending the answer
Lies under my thumb
I am your secret
That makes you feel stronger
That makes you act colder
When I'm around

I am the Angel
You are the hatred
That has sipped my blood
And broken my wing
I am forgotten
Out you are forgiven
Still I long for the sleep
That never comes to me
I am empty...
I am cold...
I am cold...