Wake up! Angels on the roof!
Do you want it? Tell, why...
Pain.. Life makes me hoof...
Life looks like a suicide.
Wake up! Angels in the shaft!
Hurry up! Please, please...
It is eternal evil craft.
I look like a peace of cheese.
Wake up! Angels near bed.
Angels touching your eyes.
Angel wear up his hat.
His touching is cold as ice.
Wake up! Angels in your bed.
They are hug you as some snakes.
They are cold and calm and mad,
They control and lie and fakes.
Wake up... Or it will be late.
Awake! Open eyes! Hurry up!
But you lost speed and rate...
They are eating you, no hup...