Shape Of Despair - Angels Of Distress dalszöveg

Come closer for myself...
And let your angels fly away.
As I am forgiven by them...
Mine angels

Feel mine cleansing touch...
Fall through your worlds...
Fall...
Onto me

Let me caress you...
Let me take you through mine worlds
Let them (mine angels) taste you with this night,
With this tongue of this might

Perish... onto us...
Feel your mind weaken, your cold body withered...
Let us... take you far of this night,
Far away within distress to die...