Each time I make my Mother cry An Angel dies and falls from Heaven
Aaah, when they get to you...
When a Boy is still a Worm it's hard To learn the number seven
Aaah, when they get to you...
Five, six, seven, eight never it's the first thing that they do... Seven, eight, nine, ten Heaven when they get to you... Four, three, two, one never get to seven
Each time I look outside my Mother Dies, I feel my back is changing shape
When they get to you...
When the Worm consumes the Boy it's never, ever Considered rape
When they get to you...
I wish I had the Balls It's the first thing that they do... I wish I had the Balls When they get to you...
Prick your finger it is done... The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun... The Angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...
Prick your finger it is done... The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun... The Angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...
Prick your finger it is done... The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun... The Angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...
Prick your finger it is done... The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun... The Angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...
Prick your finger it is done... The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun... The Angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...