In my book
Another word for love
Is fist

In my life
Every angel
Turns into a whore

I know what I want
And it's far beyond your silky skin
I knew it just as well
When you spread your legs for a stranger

Every night
The angel gets stripped
Wingless & skinless
Just another piece of meat

Every night
That dream gets torn
And I get burned
By the frailty of flesh

So much motion, so much sweat
So little heart
So muc spit, so much skin
So little contact

Swallow your mistakes
Enjoy the nasty aftertaste

Do me a favor and forget about forgiveness
I'm not the guy to run to for support
I'm trying so hard to believe in purity
And all you're doing is destroying that dream

By being just another angel in this shitty life of mine
And all those angels turn to whores, it's just a question of time

Every night
The angel gets stripped
Wingless & skinless
Just another piece of meat

Every night
That dream gets torn
And I get burned
By the frailty of flesh