"It takes an angel to make a ghost" from the EP "Four preludes" Op. 5 by The Wooden Wolf. Free images taken on archive.org. Lyrics : All I do everyday is wake up Wake up and lick the frost off my dreams I think it’s maybe the best thing I do Work my tongue on a forgotten dream The wings of the night are beautiful things But they’re beautiful things only when they flap They’re only dusty feathers in the morning And everyday’s an unborn phoenix in a trap At night I try to sleep but I don’t sleep Cause that’s when the ghosts are comin’ out You know there’s a ghost behind every little thing Looming Brave men are broken nightly in their bed In a desert of useless moonlight There’s a howling emptiness gnawing through their mattress and their head Off the ceiling drips the blood of a forgotten god A bed full of blood is where they sleep Full of sweat, full of cum, full of tears Cause we were born there, we fuck there and that’s where we’ll die too So why even get out from under the sheets At night I try to sleep but I don’t sleep Cause that’s when the ghosts are comin’ out You know there’s a ghost behind every little thing Looming, inhaling when you exhale Opening his eyes when you close yours But it takes an angel to make a ghost, you know It takes an angel to make a ghost

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