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Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery doorThough I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit that she was looking forNow I don`t know where to begin confessingThe way she`s making me feel it can`t be a sinI was taught to believe you were looking down on everyoneAnd your benevolent face is beautiful to gaze uponNow I just don`t know who to tell to go to hellWho put the old devil in the distorted angel?Distorted angelPure illuminated sweetnessFrightening small children is just about your only weaknessI thought that you would tell me what I`m living forBut I can`t see you anymoreI don`t know what we did but I`m sorry if it made you cryAnd if there`s any justice at all I`d be punished for it I`d surmiseIt will mark the spot very well where I fellUnder the shadow of the distorted angelBeneath the shadow of the distorted angelBelow the shadow of the distorted angelAngelBeneath the shadow of the distorted angelBelow the shadow of the distorted angelAngel From Letras Mania