#life #death #angel #broken #wings #dark #heart Call on the angel... Im laying in the danger broken sky, broken heart get so high, that when i die theyll call it a masterpiece death is my art dying is art dead like my heart dont fuck with my mind dont fuck with my high dont fuck with my heart dont fuck with my life dont fuck with me im spiritually dark hearken dogs barking callin on the god but the gods in the darkness self preservation is the highest law self sacrifice is flawed like the losses bending a knee so i dont have to crawl lost in my darkness no one cares, as long their hearts still beating i learned from a young age how to flee from a beating if seeing is believing, then i give the ghost creedence but its probably the dope why my nose is bleeding creatures feast on their teachers apprentice slays the master have a feast at my death funeral from the hereafter dont believe in me, so i pass much faster no marble for me, no alabaster theyll burn me to ashes i can barely afford an urn need some cash for a casket so ill turn to ashes you can snort behold a pale horse fuck it rotten to the core lady luck chase away my troubles. double vision now im faded afterlife beyond description id fall for an angel is that ironic? you can be an idol or an icon the danger is getting so high that the sun dry my tears and measures my years peace isnt flaunted or won its perfect on its own sorry that i ran too far run away run away... now its all gone when i run away