Angels - by crimson

In the sky, the angels cry

To matter how they try, they can never fly

Bound to the ground, they weep

Cause their souls they cannot keep

They night is cold, the day is frightening

Their screams they display are loud as lighting

They slowly decay with day

Their light has forever led them astray

Their hearts cry out to the sky above

But they aren't heard over the sound of doves

Their tears are black, their hearts bleeding

For them life no longer has meaning

So there they lay with the day

While slowly their hearts decay