| Slowly Gently I watch you drift away from me, my certainty I was never in danger as long as you were with me My guardian angel that heaven sent Earth spent The ones we should look up to never last God's mysterious ways my ass |
They killed your smile Cut off your wings with hatred and jealousy - their deadly stings If being a bitch with a pedigree means you are superior I'm proud you are inferior What heaven sent Earth spent I have to get this thing off my chest - God's mysterious ways my ass |
The
last song Vain ever wrote. Apparently, he was working on it the day before he died. We found sketches for the vocal line and the motif of the song on an audio cassette. We also found the Cubase file in his computer. Unfortunately, the song was never finalized on DAT. |