There are angels and demons
no they are not beings
trying to make there bed
in your head
but be wise
because your soul
is all you behold
god is looking around
with a frown
while all the chaos and terror
runs wild in town
waiting to burn the whole city down
to the ground
like a match to a leaf it will be diciest in the head
now keep that angel safe in bed
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