Sleep The Sleep Of Angels — Rotting Christ

in the darkness of the years that went by I see through loneliness only fear pain and lies

fear can take my soul just like the odor of death changes me as a whole makes me hold my breath

sleep the sleep of the angels let my eyes sweep this beauty that excels

delicate silk all memories cuts through my brain can't see the mysteries that made me so plain they can't be seen they can't be heard just like a sin always there to hurt

another day has passed another night is here eternal end and start I sense guilt coming near

uneven fight me against my wills under moonlight remains only my sense you can break the spell tranquil my mind I had been so blind