Break Down All Sane Language Barriers

by Wings Of An Angel

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Red is the color of our pure souls -
Silent noise gives up and accepts nothing
From us;

I Gave up all my dreams;
As I tend to end my life for your touch.

Pretend you know I love you…
Time is pure beauty;
But it is painful like you.

We don't want us to end in eternal nothingness;
Your tight muscles I now feel in incomplete meaninglessness;
Please meet me forever.

That rainbow you'll never
Touch a rainbow you'll ever
Meet me in fear of the ultimate dissociation.


released July 27, 2016




Wings Of An Angel Israel

Ambient magician and outsider poet-philosopher whose works blend these passions in fascinating ways. My life's work is to humbly give wings to my infinite psychedelic imagination. This ever-expanding alternative universe explores intimate mental landscapes, existential commentary and unorthodox humor wrapped in a holy trinity of Avant-garde sound art, thought-provoking titles & original covers. ... more

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