ANGEL

And not a nod from a friend

what brotherhood of men

a nagging sore shiver

that dashes through my bones

it hurts you deep... dead end

I’m calling out for comfort

but all I hear is empty halls

left here beside my fallen angel

ain’t you supposed to help at all

I’ve always thought in case of need

you would have spared a dollar

instead you’re trailing horrid fears

When your own mind’s a stranger

hell runs onto the floor

repel your feeble prayers

no time to waste your voice in awe

don’t tumble if your guardian angel

has flown away fucking your soul

shackled to a rope of hope

while drowning into a zone of hatred

you just cannot stay there alone 

‘cause everybody knows 

if not a spirit comes to whisper

no living stone can yet atone

Look for my portion on my own

gonna build up my own thrown

and carry my body home