I smile at the angels.
You live on a postcard.
Your empire has detached itself from reality,
without leaving this world.
Without leaving this world
your empire has detached itself from reality.
You live on a postcard.
I smile at the angels.
I smile at the angels.
You live on a postcard.
Your empire has detached itself from reality,
without leaving this world.
Without leaving this world
your empire has detached itself from reality.
You live on a postcard.
I smile at the angels.