When the black angel cuts the floor
Verse 1
I know you will not tell the whole truth
Too much fire lives in that truth
It burns my soul down to the bone
And steals my will, leaves me alone
I know you are stuck in your doubt
You do not feel, you just act out
I know all that, believe me, please
And still I love you, what a tease
Chorus
Love is not always a prize
Sometimes it hides your demise
Love can feel like hells own door
When that black angel cuts the floor
Verse 2
I know all that, believe me, true
I learned the point by loving you
But you stay trapped inside your doubt
While I know what I am about
And still I want to trust your name
And save my soul from all that flame
That leaves me nothing but gray ash
And kills my hope in one cold crash
Chorus
Love is not always a prize
Sometimes it hides your demise
Love can feel like hells own door
When that black angel cuts the floor
Оригинал на русском языке (ноябрь 2014г): http://stihi.ru/2017/09/04/9142
Песня на английском: https://on.soundcloud.com/2S09tHdrbp3MP8nUsZ
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