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| 2:53 | 
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| 4:22 | 
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Press my hand on your shoulder Just to tell you that I am there As you feel the chill of an icy cold stare I've been hiding in the shadows 'cause your next on my list And when you see my face you will cease to exist The moments coming at you like a runaway train down the track that terminates in your brain That's what I'm here for To help you cross the line the place where your at and the end of time Don't you even look my way if you don't wanna see The face of what you were and are going to be Then I slip into your house on an evening breeze and all I leave behind is a sweet melody I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel Take a close look and tell me what you see in my eyes The reflection of crow in a cloudy grey sky You drop to your knees and begin to cry all the tears that will fall on the day I fly sample: (woman's voice) sample: (man's voice) In a moment you will know what it's like to be free In a life of sorrow and a world of mystery Close your eyes and you might begin to see that you came here alone but you are leaving with me I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel I'm the real black angel |
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| 3. |
| 5:43 |
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| 4. |
| 5:24 |
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| 5. |
| 5:43 |
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| 6. |
| 4:05 |
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| 7. |
| 6:53 |
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| 8. |
| 6:31 |
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| 9. |
| 5:33 |
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| 10. |
| 0:47 |
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| 11. |
| 5:41 |
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| 12. |
| 4:03 |
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