| "Porcelain Angels" | |
| You live for the moment. You seize the day. As soon as you've got it, It fades away. Ashes to ashes, and less to us; taught to spontaneously combust... Your body smells like autumn flowers. Your eyes are full of super powers. You defeat Evil, and stand alone, and in a while you're just a headstone... Porcelain angels sing you to sleep. Pray the lord, your soul to weep. You're name is written on a stone six feet above you I'ts talked to by those Who still love you. Sleep, my angel, sleep... Sleep, my angel... Carpe Diem, Momentum, Carpe Noctum, pendulum... Lines across your shadows eyes, Fishnets on your naked thighs, White, Just like porcelain. Heroes tell you you're the villain. The people leave you all alone and in a while you're just a headstone... Sleep, my angel sleep... Sleep, my angel... You run from the winter, Into the cold. You're still so young, but you feel so old. You're hiding in The Shadow trees, Wondering what god will do with the rest of these. You try to fly, They pull you down. You land somewhere Within the ground. Both Good and Evil leave you alone, and in a while, you're just a headstone. |
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