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Dead angel's choir - voices of the damned A brutal slaughtering of visions on command Time stops - death is closing in Before an audience of imaginary friends It's too late Feel the hate Decapitate Trying to keep the distance - a waste of precious time Between the angel's choir and reality there's no clear line I read the book - I close the book - I hate the book - I burn the book The truth isn't there. The truth isn't here. It's too late Free the hate Eliminate Dead angel's choir - the voices of the damned Dead angel's choir burning down the promised land Dead angel's choir - empty yet complete An immortal force with which you can't compete Time stops - desperation is closing in And in its footprints nothing but ashes remain SongtexteStill too late Fear the hate Disintegrate Dead angel's choir - the voices of the damned Dead angel's choir burning down the promised land Aus Songtexte Mania