There was an angel face

And there were these angel eyes

And as he wakes up

and all is always settled

And as he wakes up

and maybe is tired

And as he wakes up

and there is this sense of evil

And as he wakes up

and he has to clean

Clean Clean Clean Clean

My prick is dead

My heart is dead

My soul is dead

My head is dead

Stone heart - Stone heart -

you such a Stone heart

There was an angel face

and there were these angel eyes



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