Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery door

Though I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit that she was looking for

Now I don't know where to begin confessing

The way she's making me feel it can't be a sin

I was taught to believe you were looking down on everyone

And your benevolent face is beautiful to gaze upon

Now I just don't know who to tell to go to hell

Who put the old devil in the distorted angel?



Distorted Angel

Pure illuminated sweetness

Frightening small children is just about your only weakness

I thought that you would tell me what I'm living for

But I can't see you anymore



I don't know what we did but I'm sorry if it made you cry

And if there's any justice at all I'd be punished for it I'd surmise

It will mark the spot very well where I fell

Under the shadow of the distorted angel

Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel

Below the shadow of the distorted angel

Angel

Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel

Below the shadow of the distorted angel

Angel