Death can thrive in the undergrowth fangs drawn ready too pounce
from the tree heaven’s seed venom drips from its bows
stars they do tumble down from the sky too the ground
stumbling blindly round and round
so when the Angel fell heaven came with him here into the night
down and down forever falling down into the
spiders lair in the undergrowth way down deep in the mind
from the tree webs concealed serpents lie intertwined
stars they do tumble down from the sky too the ground
stumbling blindly round and round
so when the Angel fell heaven came with him here into the night
down and down falling forever down into the
mind you think belongs to you only part of a grim dark play
you’re only a reflection a reflection of the Angel in sin

INVIA LE CORREZIONI