Текст песни Where Angels Die - zero degree

Where Angels Die

The end of days in this blue reservation\nA million corpses blast into outer space\nAll the pieces of human population\nAre frozen space debris\nFrom a seemingly intact place\nThis is the sound of the last trombone!\nHouston can you hear it?\nThis is the sound of the last trombone!\nHouston can you hear it?\nFly where angels die\nFly where angels die\nAll is lost in this cold tranquility\nWho is out there to save our souls?\nFly where angels die\nFly where angels die\nThis is the sound of the last trombone!\nHouston can you hear it?\nThis is the sound of the last trombone!\nHouston can you hear it?