Insomnia Of The Angles

The saints they just told a lie
Heavens gone out of reach
For the angels its party time
Some of us will never sleep
Again

It’s a sweet sensation
We know that we’ve got
Lungs bleeding inhalation
We know that we’re stuck

Tears will fall in and out of time
Falling in and out of bleach
For maggots its party time
I’m afraid I’ll never ever sleep
Again

It’s a sweet correlation
Between love and your heart
This poisoned exhalation
Just doesn’t know when to stop

Purifying my blood till dry
Somebody remove this leach
Breeding in between the grime
My little angel always sleeps
Again

In between the bars in minds
My little angels hands reach
Reading in between the lines
I don’t think we’ll ever sleep
again