SAINTS & ANGELS

When you bleed just to know you’re alive
Trying to die just to know you’ll survive
When the only dream you follow is a nightmare
All you have is your fear for what’s out there

In the dark where you feel they wont catch you
Stains of blood so you feel they won’t touch you
Block your ears from the sound of the calling
Even I sometimes feel like I’m falling

Cry my child tears of an angel
In the dark among ghosts long forgotten
Take my hand only child of the saints
In the forest among the disenchanted
It’s just you, me, the saints and the angels