"IV (Where Angels Come To Die)" lyrics
"IV (Where Angels Come To Die)"
Before I rest, I pray for death
But I keep waking, nails to my face
Breath of decay, slowly I ache
Sorrow remains, all I feel is shame
Clouds of misery, there's something in the air
These scars are shallow
Dip your hands into the well to see through this pain
Dread surrounding, inching towards my lifeless limbs
Why won't this end?
Everything I touch falls to pieces
Each day is more painful than the last
Before I rest, I pray for death
But I keep waking, nails to my face
Breath of decay, slowly I ache
Sorrow remains, all I feel is shame
(My head in my hands, faintly weeping)
(Dehumanizing, breathing deeply)
I push the needle into my skin
Desperately trying to numb myself
Rejecting this reality
With the body of Christ within
My head in my hands, softly weeping
Dehumanizing, breathing deeply
I push the needle into my skin
Desperately trying to numb myself
Rejecting this reality, my head in my hands
This is where angels come to die
Writer(s): Matthew King, Alexander Zane Stanfield, James Riley Beveridge
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- Portrayal Of Guilt Lyrics
album:
"Devil Music" (2023)
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