The Black Angel's Death Song Lyrics

Myriad choice of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose?
Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the Black Angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose
And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife Of GT
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull Shrill yell
Shining brightly red rimmed and Red lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razors Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool, good buy So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gonna choose, choose again
Sacrificials remain make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame Choose again
And Rovermans' refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse When the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side To be on
And if the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the color of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose If you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game
I che che, che che I Che che che, ka tah koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go