One night, when I was sound asleep
I met an Angel of the Deep.
It was no dream, for I was there:
The Deep so dark, the Angel fair.
A tall grown man, eyes of a sphinx,
with silvery hair and swan-like wings,
who'd roam the oceans down below
where even Death does fear to go.
They tell me Heaven's in the sky
and Hell is down below.
They think it true, so it's no lie
but Angels swim and demons fly
for I've been there. I know.
Angels of the Deep - © 2000 by Maudlin
wiedergergeben mit freundlicher Genehmigung
von Maja Ilisch
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