angel
angels are true
to those who believe
but don’t trust so easily
those who decieve

an angel is pure
fine and clean
but copys are dirty
ugly and mean

the angels have wings
they fly through the sky
and the ones who attempt
will fall down and die

the angels can sing
with melody dreams
don’t buy it all
it’s not all what it seems

angels are guardians
truthfull and just
for them to help you
belive in them you must

so if you see one of their kind
and you’re sure it is real
make a clear state of mind
get in touch with what you feel

show someone you must
you know what to do
can\'t show me the angel
I only see you  
Sigurður Ingi
1987 - ...


Ljóð eftir Sigurð Inga

She girl
Grátur
Clouds
Everyone
Feeling so lonely
My Mind
HEART
Alone...
Scars
losti?
Blood
Screaming
Geðsýki
Revelations
New-born
Today
Final call
The Key
VOID
Meaning...
dog
Coffin
Marathon
CLOWN
the only way
the last goodbye
Poem
flies
The Show
dead
war
Forever
x
Screwed
gender blender
lights on the wall
Murder
faith
Assasin
jóla ljóð?
rhyme
society
I for an I
numbers
death row
Ghost ride
Note to you
angel
wine growing old
stuck on the road to oblivion
!-mad as hell-!
stupid song
empty house***
hidden world
clear
my bag
the real deal
mountain climb
broken
!-next round-!
struggle
written in bones
honesty
Item
She said
lessons
hope
come in
shiny
throw it
painting
Golden Calf