Rusty Haloes

Cherubs with broken wings
 The wind blows through their faces
 I opened my mind to sing
 Their eyes grow colder still
 Angels that cannot sing
 Fly to greet the freed
 Pale faces of martyrs sting
 Hold hands in the clouds
 Waiting for the night to dawn
 Their words cling to our sorrows
 When depths in days are gone
 Guilt dulls their rusty haloes
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 Across their heartstrings
 They sing out of tune
 Huddled around they cling
 In the pouring rain
 Like snowflakes in the spring
 The silence fades away
 Their screams begin to ring
 Deafening the ashes
 Waiting for the night to dawn
 Their words cling to our sorrows
 When depths in days are gone
 Guilt dulls their rusty haloes
 Waiting for the night to dawn
 Their words cling to our sorrows
 When depths in days are gone
 Guilt dulls their rusty haloes