When love makes angels
Just for me,
They were made to fall from heaven,
As you had pulled me down to hell,
To be bored for all time
With all things sacred.

And my loneliness howls to your ears
Too loud to hear,
And every breath I take
Is a prayer for you to come back.

Deep in the earth my love forgot
Buried where flowers do not grow
Friends or passerby knowing not
The corpse of love does not show

Where weeds cover and rain beset
Whiter than clouds painted in the moon
All life and eternity to regret
The loss of young love gone too soon

This dead not buried in the ground
Like in the empty sky
But in my voice soft and loud
And the every blink of my eye

My guitar strings are broken,
And I can't play without breaking,
Every verse comes out wrong,
But they're all for you.

I keep playing
But the notes don't change,
The sounds cry out
Like they were dying.

My heart beats to the rhythm,
But there's no one to hear
My saddened song.

My strings are snapped,
And they'll sing no sound forever.

With the heavy burden
Of every day
****** not to sleep
For the sun-bells toll.

Off into the world
With eyes still sleeping
With mind still dreaming.

Demands demanding
Of your petty need
To live and to die
So comfortably.

Don't believe in the words in books
Or the speeches of the free,
Or the faces of friends
That smile so casually.

With the heavy burden
Of waking up
Unchanged
Except by age,
Threat of our precious time
And boredom.

Venom dreams of waving smiles
Circled suns all caught in a line
Made of lead tears
That wished you were made
A promise that broke the earth
In a perfect peace.

And then the rain of blues
And the words of white
That washed against the sea walls
And flew kites
Fast against the childhood skies
And made music
For the deaf.

Sunship dreams of *** in rivers
Of ***** that flowed like milk
In a harmony Hellenistic
Like mosaics of the buried past.

Venom dream of number nine
In the ways you will be mine
To hold and love forever.

Serpent sails for the guns of tomorrow
Not bullets in your ironclad heart
That cannot pierce no love or feeling
But rhyme always
Against the fallen grain.

Now is the time to be sacred
And fill your halls with pedestals
Now is the time to worship
And open your eyes in prayers

Now is the time to ring the bells
That will call your saints to preach
Now is the time to love
And love's name will be your choosing

No escape from each other
No escape from ourselves

I'm bored
And tired
And sick
Of breathing

Oh why should I be afraid to live my life
Stuck with myself
And no one else?

The hope for love
Gone forever
With my tears
That once seemed endless

But my eyes are dry now forever.