I got away, from the angels afoot
I crawled underneath, sayin I wish I could
She sits in the dark, hollowing out a book
A message inside, and left it in the woods
My jaw's locked up, I can't say a word
Grinding my teeth, baby say the word
If you want me to, I can save your world
Analyzing angels, wanna die by your sword
I wanna die by your sword
I wanna die by your sword
I wanna die by your sword
I got into trouble, and I watch it erode
I'm under the weather when I'm hopping time zones
Another forever, can you make it or no
Touch of the feather, with the voice of a crow
With the voice of a crow
With the voice of a crow
With the voice of a crow