Inflammation

Ceasefire

From the flames

That light up my skin

Call me

So I can let your angels in

Refuelling

Running on an empty tank

That fuels up on your touch

I look to your face

And you, to mine

A thousand angels between our eyes

Your nose cold

Looking for warmth

In my bed you’ll find it

With me to hold

Angelic Voices

Way out here

Nothing comes through but the sound

Stuck in bars of red hot hate

Every time I try and leave

I get burnt

The flesh sizzles and I scream

All I can hear is her voices

Angels

So many angels out there

Waiting to have their wings plucked off