Blood Angels - Hammer King

Dream evil, little friend

Don’t you think of me

Never dare moving your hands

Somewhere underneath

Can you bear the skeletons

In the closet’s black?

They are shaking up their bones

Yes, to pay you back

The blood angels

Here they come

The blood angels

Dream evil, little friend

Don’t you pray to god

Never dare to speak a word

Don’t you even nod

Can you hear the skeletons

Grinding their teeth?

A scent of roses on the wind

Is spreading the disease

The blood angels

Here they come

The blood angels

The blood angels

Here they come

The blood angels

Here they come

The blood angels

The blood angels

The blood angels