Dreaming of Magical Reindeer

For all the things that I don't know how to bear.
For my shadows, my deepest oceans,
those in wich I do not want to sail away.
For all the Me that lays upon myself.
Give me the strenght to carry on,
give me the courage not to give me up.


You know, angels can be such bitches.

There's an angel of death out the window, my love.
I think he comes to get me.

Help me know, please, I don't understand what he's saying.

He might be speaking chinese,
He might be singing in morse code,
He might be pressing his wings to my face,
He might be counting one million souls.