Black Angel's Death Song - Velvet Underground

The myriad choices of his fate 
Set themselves out upon a plate 
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep 
Not an old city street in the east 
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn 
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and 
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind 
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye 
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east 
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget 
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again 
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse 
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat 
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame 
Have your head bobbed and weaved 
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails 
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose 
For the loss of remain come and start 
Start the game I che che che che I 
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go