Antropophobia (Thoughts of an Angel) - Antropophobia

Thoughts of an angel

Who wanders in darkness

Torn by a dream and locked up

You’re sentenced to death it’s your trap

You’re like the saint perfect mind

But it hurts, cause people are blind

Thoughts of an angel

Who wanders in darkness

Flying across the chaotic cold space

One of mad strangers

The insane and loveless

It is your own, your marvelous rase

Fear and cold are like crying

Light scares you anyway

Being among of denying

You wanna get it away

You’re gonna die in the crowd

Here your life’s painful caught

Under the look of amounts

Which want to make your truth off