Buck Storm - Rage of Angels

You set me adrift
And you cut out my soul
The knife that you used
Was rusty and dull
You set me adrift
And you left me to bleed
Is this doing to you
What it's doing to me

To see you again
That's the blood I need most
I tried to go home
But the doors were all closed
I tried to break in
You took me down to my knees
Is this doing to you
What it's doing to me

You know I wish
That I was a freight train
Cause these old rails
Sure look like gold
I'd blow through you
Like the rage of angels
Then I'd just roll
Baby I'd roll

Have you come here to haunt me
Or to take me home
Have you come for the spirit
Leave the water and bone
Jesus protect me
That's my prayer and my plea
Is this doing to you
What it's doing to me

You know I wish
That I was a freight train
Cause these old rails
Sure look like gold
I'd blow through you
Like the rage of angels
Then I'd just roll
Baby I'd roll

Written by:
James Buckley Storm, 100%, ASCAP

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