Dirt-Smeared Angel Faces

Passed out in a filthy alleyway
Are the dirt-smeared angel faces
Sold your wings to live the good life
Mingle at all of the best places
Be like the other hollowed out souls
Trapped in jewel-encrusted cases


Sent down from heaven
To watch over the beggars and thieves
But temptation was too much to bear
Now on deaf ears fall your pleas
Status and wealth doesn't seem to matter
As you're brought to your bloody knees


Laughing in the hilltop mansions
Bringing champagne glasses to their lips
Everything seemed so wonderful
Before the threads of sanity started to rip
You tried and you tried to mend them
But the pieces just don't seem to fit


Now you're drowning in this urban rain
Disrobed and mind craving pills
But the dealers only cater to the rich
Inner pain you can no longer kill.
Angels, angels, dirt-smeared angels
Descending lower and lower still
Your psyche has been devoured alive
Was it worth attaining these empty thrills?