Evangelina Songtext
von Whitehorse

Into the fire
Into the night
You satisfy them with courageous might
You take fatigue
You leave them won
You never finish ′til the job is done

Evangelina
Evangelina

The lonely souls
The terrified
Their desperation keeps them up at night
You open fire
Show no restraint
By day no single trace of your war paint


Evangelina
Evangelina
Evangelina
Evangelina
Evangelina

You are a wondrous thing
They pluck your petals, pluck your petals
But they'll grow back in spring
You are a wondrous thing
You are a call in the dark
You face the falling and the fallen
They will call you the patron saint of the lonely hearts
Patron saint of the lonely hearts
Patron saint of the lonely hearts

Evangelina
Evangelina

You are the nemesis of puritans (Evangelina)
You draw the ire that got you in the scope (Evangelina)
From the pan to the fire (Evangelina)
The buyers and the judges want you inside their cars (Evangelina)
Then they cast you out like the heroine you are (Evangelina)
Evangelina
Evangelina