Seven's Angel

Seven's Angel

seven angels come in down
keep the way from underground
flash their eyes with burning fire
to the heaven never dying

drums and bass with strings and flutes
winter snow and summer fruits

all the world calm down in fear
even those who's never hear

first of angels number one
keep guitar like shooting gun
pain and blood and sweat and tears
who was lived will disappear

second angel number two
crash by drum-set going through

beats on breast a loudest sound
thrashed windows all around

third of angels number three
looking like a misery
blow in tube like easy crazy
would be dancing even lazy


then i heard to sharply laugh
angel who was number Five
ask me: - would you smoke a bible?
I said: - yep! and caught arrival
and awaked i find my self
on the scene alive at half