Angels Bleed Black

The sun sets in blood
Our body's have long rusted to these lies
"what will become of us" they will sing
"what will become of us" they will sing they all will see...
when stars fall from the heavens
and fire rolls from their tongues
honesty will bare witness
as wickedness is exhaulted
"love covers over a multitude of sins"
but it cannot blanket the loveless
and they will scream...
Endlessly as they will weep
Endelessly as they will weep
we will suffer endlessly
and they will sing
"what will become of them"
"what will become of them"