.
.
.
I got no use for harps and wings
I got no time for foolish things
There is no heaven, there is no hell
There's only you, my dark angel
.
Your bleeding heart, your pilgrim soul
Your wounded eyes, that take their toll
Your ragged voice like a broken bell
Against the noise, my dark angel
.

And if there is no hereafter

And there is only here
Life is still a beautiful disaster
Ah but we both know that my dear
.
So let the curtain rise,
let the great world spin
If it's just for show let the show begin
Everybody got something to sell
Except for you, my dark angel
.
There is no heaven, there is no hell
There's only you, my dark angel
There's only you, my dark angel
.