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It's a bit morbid. Okay, it's very morbid, but it's good.
The angels are coming down, down, down,
The angels are coming down, to dance like crazy.

We all dance around, round, round,
We all dance around, we shall never dance again.

The ground is painted red, red, red,
The ground is painted red, it will never get out again.

The people all fall down, down, down,
The people all fall down, they'll never rise again.

The angels fly away, away, away,
The angels fly away, they took our souls away.

Then we turned to ashes, ashes, ashes,
Then we turned to ashes, our memory fades away.

The angels never returned us, returned us, returned us,
The angels never returned us, and everything ends.
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