The Angelmaker — Seventh Wonder

Another star on the night sky A set of white wings to fly And travel to a holy land Another coin to crown my hand... Over a tiny angel to be Playing on the clouds eternally

You're such a little snake Little snake sister Squeeze and brake Twist and shake Hurry before the sleepy ones awake Ofelia my darling, don't you give in to the echoes within

Ofelia queen of heartache and sorrow Carving nightmares out of dreams You can scream as you go No one will ever know I'm saving you from the pain of tomorrow And pray you'll find a halo where you go

I thank you mothers for the children left behind And all the money I can carry This life may treat me kind

Heartbeats Such a sweet little sound Small feet Won't touch the ground

The maker of angels leads the way From the cradle to the grave And how she sings that lullaby Straight from her stone Into the light alone

Sisters you will go to hell And so you might as well Stay in the shadows working You know I won't tell... Avoid getting your soul signed You should get away, Get away from the one Who is playing with your mind

Ofelia queen of heartache and sorrow Carving nightmares out of dreams You can scream as you go No one will ever know I'm saving you from the pain of tomorrow And pray you'll find a halo where you go

I thank you mothers for the children left behind And all the money I can carry This life may treat me kind

Se neat Every finger and toe Small feet Will never grow

The maker of angels leads the war From the cradle to the grave And how she sings that lullaby Straight from her stone Into the light alone

How come these foul accusations? He made me save them from tears Singing my lullaby I've had my heart and soul controlled by the raven And for the crime he should be Sent to live beneath instead of me

Order in the court She has denied And now the jury will decide To what extent This Angelmaker lied

Goodnight Ofelia! By the rope you will hang for carving nightmares out of dreams We will feed on your fear no one will shed a tear Ofelia you won't see tomorrow And black is the shame in your eyes as you go

I damn you mothers for the children left behind And all the guilt I have to carry Life did not treat me kind

The maker of angels leads the way From the cradle to the grave And how she sings that song Straight from her stone Into the light alone