How can it be we are loosing ourselves
And why can I not sleep underneath my own [bad word] as the [bad word] down
Oh dieng away
All I can say when the band begins to play
Theres no angel on my side
And I need you on my side

Can you hear them calling me
In [bad word] dawn in a thopusand years goes by
And you never ask why

Take what you conceal and breath out through your bones
But speak to my ear in the softestof tones that can set me down
Oh we are dieing away
All I can say when the band begins to play
Theres no angel on my side
And I need you on my side

Can you hear them calling me
In [bad word] dawn of a thousand years goes by
All I can say when the band begins to play
Theres no angel on my side
And I need you on my side