Antropophobia (Thoughts of an Angel)

Thoughts of an angel,
Who's wander in darkness...

Torned by a dream and locked up
You're sentensed to death it's your trap.
You're like the saint perfect mind
But it hurts, cause people are blind

Thoughts of an angel,
Who's wander in darkness
Flying across the chaotic cold space
One of mad strangers,
The insane and loveless
It is your own your marvelous rase.

Fear and cold are like crying
Light scares you anyway
Being among of denying
You wanna get it away.

You're gonna die in the crowd
Here yor life's painful caugh
Under the look of amounts
Which want to make your truth off