letra de poacher's pride - ghostdaughter
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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
on my wall
i shot an angel, dragged it to 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 know one day, h-ll will catch up with me
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
i shot an angel, dragged it to my bas-m-nt
starved it till it died and i did not cry
sickness of poacher’s pride
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