Black Angel — текст песни (The Cult)

A fugitive has been away so long

A thousand years and now he thinks of home

The long men are waiting in the wings

To put him in chains upon his return

Emptiness his bitterness is gone

Journey the road to the eternal reward

It`s a long way to go

A black angel at your side

A long way to go that angel at your side

A long way to go the reaper at your side

A long way to go

A black angel at your side

The sirens call a sailor to die

Enchanted by the sound his desires have been found

In his mind his life is rushing by

All this while the storm it rages on

Sail on to the eternal reward