[00:22.08]I shot an angel with my father's rifle[00:29.16]I should have set it free, but I let it bleed[00:35.23]Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall[00:44.21]I shot an angel with my father's rifle[00:51.17]I should have set it free, but I let it bleed[00:57.32]Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall[01:07.02]On my wall[01:33.85]One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh[01:43.47]When it's done, there won't be anything left[02:02.06]Sickness of poacker's pride