Angels Of Broken Things
Daniel Gildenlöw
Sheets of spotless white
Voices fading out
Thoughts are growing dim
As my longest night begins
A dry taste of morphine
Fluorescent lights all gleam
I'm stuck beneath my mind
This isn't my night
Fallen angels
Spread your wings
Take me from this
World of broken things
Fallen angels spread your wings
Take me from this bed
Of thoughts and dreams
Even sleep is full of broken things
I’m settling the score
I have been here before
When I was in that door
Just cursing the
Fallen angels
Spread your wings
Fly me across the
Seas of burning things
Pill and needles
Tears and stings
Fallen angels
Save me
From these things
Give me black
Put nothing in my dreams
