October 9, 2008
Angel, I was never here to save you
Broken-winged result of all I gave you
Clouded eyes and numb decision
Blood of morphine tainted vision
Falling while your heavens become flames

Crucify an image in your mirror
Shatter faith and let me disappear
Bleeding dry of inspiration
Lost in changeless desolation
Cleanse your tainted halo in the rain

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