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I am the Angelyou are the hands that grab meI am forgottenand you are alonejustification-perfect stimulationmake me a treasure...make me a gunI am the mountainthat watches the valleypretending the answerlies under my thumbI am your secretthat makes you feel strongerthat makes you act colderwhen I'm aroundI am the Angelyou are the hatredthat has sipped my bloodand broken my wingI am forgottenbut you are forgivenstill I long for the sleepthat never comes to meI am empty...I am cold...I am cold... From Letras Mania