A N G E L歌词

作词 : Null
作曲 : HuaoH
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free,but I let it bleed
Made it into taxidermy,hung it on my wall
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free,but I let it bleed
Made it into taxidermy,hung it on my wall
I shot an angel,kept it in my backyard
hung it out to dry on the clothing line
Pinned above my bed like the cross
of jesus christ on my wall
And I'm sure that I will burn eternally
One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh
When it's done,there won't be anything left
Sickness of poacher's pride