When I Was Human

I hear the sound of a thousand burning angels falling down.

All our hope is lost, all our hope is lost now.

I hear the sound of a thousand burning angels fall...


Down into the river where all the serpents now slither,
Through the cracks of every open wound giving my body shivers.
It delivers such a fantasy, open arms greet her majesty
To walk upon my body as garbage left from a tragedy.

One more soul...
Just another trophy for the shelf in your own black hole,
I feel my limbs begin to separate; my bloods running cold.
Onto the plate on which you place your meal and swallow me whole.

I hear the sound of a thousand burning angels falling down.

Down into the river where all the serpents now slither,
Through the cracks of every open wound giving my body shivers.


Dont make a move, dont make a sound.