My broken smile isn't that pretty
Black hair forms a halo around me
Angel of Death looking so deadly
I hum along to sorrows sweet melody
Black on black wardrobe expresses,
Her black soul, her emotional messes
Black glossy nails run through her hair
A frown turned upward at the thought of feelings being shared
Why do i put myself in a weak position
Where it doesn't matter what i do, the bad guy still wins
The Angel of Death sitting here still
All alone on this dark deserted hill
The birds and animals stray far away
For some how they know everything isn't okay
How does the Angel of Death take away the pain?
A stone heart and mind is what she's gained
She takes the edge off by a green herb
Although it's bad she takes it into her
And exhaling all of her problems
The Angel of Death loses reality as she comes
As she comes to the sorrow land
Far beyond any helping hand
