Children of Bodom- Angels Don't Kill
(I want no one to escape)
I hear the footsteps going by,
Watching myself slowly die,
Sharp pains impaling through my heart,
Slowly tearing me apart...
One minute you're an angel fallen from grace.
Next, the fist that I hate.
Pick me up from the gutter with a gentle kiss,
Then rips off my heart to show me, how black it is!
No!
Yet again... ...