Lletres: Angra. Metal Icarus.

You live in a world that is just
Way too strange to conceive
Angel's dressed in black
Most of the people who seem to be
Lost in the dark
- Are they all too real?

Always a good time, never lonely
Suddenly realized the blood red tears from my eyes
There was nothing much
I could do
But watch you die

Time after time
Burnt your wings on the sun