Hey sister, won't you come to me tonight? To switch off my machine To blow off my light Hey sister, what is your deal? Did we ever had a choice Was the suffering for real?
Hey sister, how do you feel? Fifty-five dead and hundreds more to kill Hey sister, won't you kill me tonight? Switch off my machine and blow off my light
You're selling lies When you're selling society's lies You're selling lies When you stare into paradise
You call yourself The angel of the light You bring death in the middle of the night You spread fear, you're the devil's nurse They got no choice you will spread your curse
You'll become the angel of death Fifty-five killed and hundreds more to get You'll become the angel of death The angel of death
You'll become the angel of death Fifty-five killed and hundreds more to get You'll become the angel of death The angel of death
