Angels blood, so pure
The only thing that is a cure
Of all things wrong
As they sweetly sing their song
Of worship and praise
Leaving you in a daze
With cut up arms
Like a lot of charms
The deep ones bleed
Angels blood is what you need
So cut me up, leave me there
Just go, and don't care
I will wait to be released
Of what holds me here, to say the least
As I pray
And as I slay
My own soul
No longer a whole
To life I no longer clenched
Now my hands drenched
In the silver blood of angels.
