Letra de When Poets Dreamed Of Angels

She rises early from bedRuns to the mirrorThe bruises inflicted in moments of furyHe kneels beside her once moreWhispers a promise“Next time I’ll break every bone in your body”And the well-whishers let the devil inAnd if the river ran dry they’d deny it happeningAs the cardplayers deal their haindsFrom the bottom of the deckRow upon row of feudal houses blow awayMedicine for the popular complaintWhen the poets dreamed of angelsWhat did they see ?History lined up in a flash at their backsWhen the poets dreamed of angelsWhat did they see ?The bishops and knights well placed to attack