Changeling for flesh Necromancing your ashes No tomorrow, your omens Say as real Lucifer and Gabriel Host and the Holy Ghost Dust Superstitions Voices
Little girl kneels at the foot of the bed Angels and demons play in her head. She carries them round wherever she goes, She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows.
Little boy stands at the foot of the stairs, Hoping that someone will answer his prayers. He puts out the candle, he catches his eye As ten thousand spaceships fill the sky.
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
Little boy runs to the top of the stairs, A voice in his head says "Don't worry, we care. We've been watching you standing there, Cascading messages through the air" "We're the angels and demons that play with your hair, We're the angels and demons, and we're always there. We are the brooms at the well of the stairs; We are the noises when no-one is there."
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
The sky feeds the earth and the earth feeds me Come with us and we'll let you see, The lofty spiders glide swiftly away, Our rumbling machine takes us to another day.
Little boy smiles as they whisp him away "My angels and demons have come to play. Monsters with claws, wings and all! I can walk through the air without touching the floor."
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
Little girl cries at the foot of the bed, Angels and demons play in her head. She carries them round wherever she goes She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows.
The spaceship ascends, the demon spreads his wings, Says he's here to be Earth's friend again.
Little girl cries at the foot of the bed, Wondering what it is that plays in her head.
Who knows? It shows Who knows? It shows... Who knows?
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Changeling for flesh Necromancing your ashes No tomorrow, your omens Say as real Lucifer and Gabriel Host and the Holy Ghost Dust Superstitions Voices
Little girl kneels at the foot of the bed Angels and demons play in her head. She carries them round wherever she goes, She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows.
Little boy stands at the foot of the stairs, Hoping that someone will answer his prayers. He puts out the candle, he catches his eye As ten thousand spaceships fill the sky.
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
Little boy runs to the top of the stairs, A voice in his head says "Don't worry, we care. We've been watching you standing there, Cascading messages through the air" "We're the angels and demons that play with your hair, We're the angels and demons, and we're always there. We are the brooms at the well of the stairs; We are the noises when no-one is there."
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
The sky feeds the earth and the earth feeds me Come with us and we'll let you see, The lofty spiders glide swiftly away, Our rumbling machine takes us to another day.
Little boy smiles as they whisp him away "My angels and demons have come to play. Monsters with claws, wings and all! I can walk through the air without touching the floor."
Angels and demons; Omens and requiems; Peers and sightseers, Merchants with souvenirs.
Little girl cries at the foot of the bed, Angels and demons play in her head. She carries them round wherever she goes She puts on a brave face but somehow it shows.
The spaceship ascends, the demon spreads his wings, Says he's here to be Earth's friend again.
Little girl cries at the foot of the bed, Wondering what it is that plays in her head.
Who knows? It shows Who knows? It shows... Who knows?
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