The Howler

Lyrics

Here is the angel of the world's desire
 Placed on trial
 To hide in shrouded alley silhouettes
 With cigarette coiled
 To strike at passing voices
 Dark and suspect
 
 Here is the howling ire
 ♪
 Here is the sacred face of rendezvous
 In subway sour
 Whose grand delusions prey like intellect
 In lunatic minds
 Intent and focused on
 The long thin matches
 To light the howling fire...
 ♪
 No, no, not me,
 
 Burn, I don't wanna burn...
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:12
Key
2
Tempo
120 BPM

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