Lyrics:
[Dave:] You know, with David Seville,
Let's sing it again with Cedarmont Kids.
Alvin, this song is called "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing"
For
Angels and Ministers of Grace
Come defend who's been praying
I've found you wanting by your weight
Who did you think you'd be saving?
Then suddenly,
Or sittin' through a Harvard lecture
How the fuck I end up bein' Harvey Specter?
Young black art collector, I could take the pressure
Had the scales, now
Specters move like pilot flames
Their widow?s toast
It's Saint-Angel
Better times collide with now
The tears were warm
I feel them still
They'll heat
Pussy, do her scams Angel-Lucy
Khaleesi, nature runs through her ussy
You're losin', you lose your soul to Anubis
If you try to play dumb when you're
as we know it
Falling angels, devils rising in chorus
Tales of locusts, melancholy forests
Dark specters residing before us
Aftermath of honoring the dark
Yeah my angels seemed to disappear
Yeah they left me high and dry
The clues were painted like blood on brick
With red across the sky
We should
forbid I get her pregnant
Cause her face don’t look like how it looked in the beginning
Yeah
I’m from New Angel City
Jasmin probably 'bout to hear this
A specter created by god
To bring the punishment over all
Deliverer of your greatest fears
It's arriving severing your soul
Feel the taste of pain,
an unknown source
Like a specter
Like an angel
The light wet spring air is fresh and cold
Rook:
And the days behind all look the same
Wounded animal freaking
All the devils that tormented you
All the angels that you never knew
Into the depths you will plunder
You will plunder
Into the fire!
Bathed in
steps softly muffled on the floor
Wretch he wept has thy God sent thee?
by these angels gently lent thee
Solace solace and nepenthe
From thy sorrows for
And to walk through ashes right by their side
And to be the angel, ever abide
As they carry on
One more revolution turn
Watch the madhouse burn
Carry on,
After many years of travelin'
That guitar fell by the road
Then one night in New Mexico
I stumbled into this bar
Angel laid there smilin'
On that old
Me, the Big Toe Joel, and crazy Dave,
Smiling over high tops about getting laid.
Brag all you want to.
I got nowhere to go.
Blew all my money
within
Like a specter of our vengeance
Death is on his wings
When the sky's on fire, air raid alert
Our guardian angel against the horde
Fast
Bound by the ghost of a dream And haunted by specters of grief Distant, the glow of the promises old The cure for mortality I could sleep in the arms
shit?
Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me,
New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree,
Young George or Jonathan Chat,
Your guns clap,
Mine will go
an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
You watch the world begin to die
an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
You watch the world begin to die
through an egress
Like a Specter of fire
With Angels that's winged
Mixing music sent you to the satellite
You made it to moon gate
There was a tide driving
Bracing for this moment as I
Gaze upon this frozen wasteland scale the summit take me higher
Specters of this land transcend with me
As I reach
innsæinu sem leiðir uppgötvun (By the intuition that guides exploration)
Brot sjálfsins, sameinist (Fragments of the self, reunite)
Af viskunni sem leiðir
eyes and feel the pressure
All at once hear all the lectures
Get taunted by the specters
Grappling with shapes and colors like a wrestler
Wake up in
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