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Spirit shall cover Thine
At the eldest Oak of the Midnight Forest
I'll teach Thee Secrets buried in Stone
and by a Force to Man unknown
I shall never be

of distant thunder
Perhaps it's Rodger practising the drums
Don't follow me, To the angel by the sea
Set the table quickly, James, We'll be thirteen for tea

Hail the ancient rulers of Edom
Drink the leavings from a broken cup
Enter the Land of Edom
See, Eleven Lords they are
Crowned by thistle crowns

I speir wha the laddie micht be
He appeared like an angel in feature and form
As he walked by my side on the road to Dundee

At length wi' the howe o'

and in my body like a whirl of mist
I have to bite and clench my fist
Else i'm likely to explode.

I've got patience,
but its hanging on by the skin on my

Man,
Shocking Vibes Crew by your Spirit
Change them lives and make them brand new
Alozade, Captain Barky, Wickerman and Sizzla too
Save them, change

blows by my feet
I feel a breeze
Then suddenly

I see her run in her summer clothes
To the beating of a thousand drums
See her run steady as she goes

this out
Help me figure you into this simple little melody

I've seen angels
They were sleeping in gutters
They were standing in bank lines
They were

to cover up empty

I've been hanging on	
What was here in place of
Shoes on dashboard
Windows down air blows

Not a typical hi when we let it go by

Could

ride the skies
Shimmering and glimmering there
A crowd of angels passing by
It´s a freak out on the CloudWay

I can do anything

Tonight...
The stars will light our way across paths of moonlight pavement.
Watching...
Transfixed by the electric feeling I get when you smile.
I

save the day from the evil bubbling
in your angel heart, but I must leave.

And I feel compelled to tell you this, and I feel compelled to beg of you.

eyes I see so much
I feel your heart beat when we touch
You are my best friend my angel
So sacred to me
Loves not a big enough word 
So I wrote this song

Words & Music by Greg Sczebel 
© 2006 Greg Sczebel/Soultone Publishing (SOCAN) 

So you got a Lexus
And you flex this 
Every single chance you get

You woke up at dawn
Effaced by the sun
Ashamed for a sin
That never was done
Ashamed for the truth

I wanna show you my love
But you are far and away

Be my dark angel tonight
Transfer me through your blazing passion
With deep shadows in your face
I'm resigned to your erotic fantasy

I feel

instill
Wealth of beauty and gentleness,
Angel elegance,
All in you, or else by accident, Camille?

And when all that remains
Of my body and brains
Is

of the night
Nor the arrow that flies by day
Though thousands fall about you
Near you it shall not come

And He will raise you up on eagle's wings
Bear you

©2007 Greg Sczebel/Soultone Publishing (SOCAN)

The dust begins to settle
And waiting fills the room
The only Angels present share his name

with angel tip prows
Shipping mercenaries to dock
Meanwhile your children
Are shielding the buildings
That shelter their very own doom
Dad of the bride

to describe,
What I mean.

Chorus

I wanna go down to the street where all the devils love the angels,
Boulevard of broken hearts, boulevard of broken stars,
Go

Don’t be my angel if I don’t need saving
I get by with my living
Id hate if I clipped your wings
Sit down and hear me sing
You’ve been making it

apart

Maker, Maker I'm sorrier than ever
For treating the heavy like it was a feather
For I have trespassed and trampled all over these angels
For I have

attack 
Our love is a car crash 
Our love is like heroin so tie me off with your tournikiss

I kiss your apocalypse 
Dark angel you leave me high 
Burnt by