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letra de an angel's melancholia - godinho

an angel’s melancholia lyrics
[verse]

baphomet is in my mind, he controls my whole life
demons of the past always come back to haunt me
eyes jet black, none see the present only focus on the past
i still stare at old photos when i was happy last
gun at my hip, put it to my temple, blast away
feel the cold metal sitting right next to my mental
how can i die, if i don’t even know if i’m alive? look
zen of zombie walking corpse
cuts on my body make me rotten to the core
4 attempts later and i’m still here
how can i love, if even death doesn’t want me?
controlled by fear, possessed by envy
i give up on being happy
i’d rather be sad and deal with my pain for the rest of my life
before i slip away, maybe i’ll try again
5 times the charm like a pentagram
son of sam or samael, different names for different days
same ways to get the same pain
the blood is in my ink, i can’t write without it
put my heart into this sh-t if not i’ll die without it
i’m still trapped in this room for improvement
still feeling hollow, i’m still feeling f-cking ugly but
what’s it matter anymore, nevermore
once upon a midnight dreary as i spit this very weak and weary, look
i’m writing suicide notes with my eyes so teary
black aura, open the box of pandora
chaos lives inside my mental
as i sit here praying that the devil won’t cause another fight
start another battle
f-ck am i saying
i’m just another body swinging from the gallows
with a cross around my neck except it’s upside down
saint peter will always try to keep me out and
i’ll never see the golden gates of the silver city
just the punished faces of a sin city while i’m being dipped
in the ashes of my loved ones, crucify me and set me ablaze
clip my dirty wings since i’ve fallen from the skies
bring me to h-ll i can talk to leviathan
i’m frozen in the cryogen i’m watching hopes die
like another siamese twin
god has abandoned me and left me to rot
i’m another victim of cotard’s
talking to my demons in the churchyard
snow white blowing me avant-garde
watching all my dreams end up in the junkyard, yo
melancholia she kissed me on my bottom lip
here i am a victim to the optimists
i’m insecure and confident
forget my accomplishments, opposite to optimism
while i’m learning to be competent, yo
my melancholic prominence is dominant, you’ll feel it in your stomach
until you f-cking start vomiting
my uncommon godliness is toxic, i take antibiotics
you can keep up with the dogmatist
what you know about these sinful flows?
not even god could stop me from drowning in my woes, whoa
i hear the voices everyday they telling me
i hear the voices all these things they telling me like
k!ll yourself
go to h-ll
k!ll yourself
go to h-ll
but i won’t f-cking listen i’ve been there i’ve done that
i’m just another fallen angel who lost faith in his king yo
an angel’s melancholia caused cuts on the skin
watch me bleed out my sadness
the king of grief
i wish myself luck to one day escape this f-cking madness, like

- godinho

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