Angels of sin, with wings you will not see
Eyes of a child, a soul never free
Stories on skin, stories told with no words
Hiding within, amidst searing thoughts

Fallen angels of life, a path never chosen
No tears to cry when everything's broken
Pain with no feeling, no feeling for life
Wondering "why, why am I alive?"

Hidden angels of darkness, darker than night
Twisted in judgments that say it's not right
Confessions to silence, shining divine
Beautiful horror, torture of mine

Angels of virtue, the truth that's not real
Angels of death
All that we've been