Angeline Songtext
von O’Death

The leaves have turned
Your ways have burned
Your naked flesh against the sun
Your walls are bare
And you′re huddled there
Ignoring everyone
But on your own
Your kids have grown
And left you to waste away yourself
You long to eat
But your stubborn feet
Have left nothing on the shelf
Angeline, Angeline
All your friends on their hands and knees
Tired of your tragedies
And standing on your bones tonight
Dressed up in the pale moonlight
Surrounded by the tall grass waving
With the pale brown trees


What a bad sight
Your corpse is light
And laid out for everyone to see
Now the snow has come
Falling on everyone
And making them steal when they flee
Now they put you in the ground
About six feet down
And left you to rot in your dirt cave shell
Now the worms, they feed
On your fragile feet
As you walk your naked path to hell
Oh, Angeline, Angeline
All your friends on their hands and knees
Tired of your tragedies
And standing on your bones tonight
Dressed up in the pale moonlight
Surrounded by the tall grass waving
With the pale brown trees