Inside an angel

IM an all american teenage tradgedy 

im goin crazy and everybodys mad at me

psycologist refuse to provide philanthropy 

start day dreamin and real life becomes a fantasy 

rain drops apear as tears

the angels relising their worst fears

these words pentrate their ears

grab their neck and leave em stangled 

hair whiping around so tangled 

the heart i ripped from their chest is too mangled 

too much narcotics

got my a*s actin psycotic 

pretty little devil on the inside

angel on the out

devious little b*****s 

even god dont know what they about

holdin up that halo is a little devil horn

they apear angelic but their heart is forlorn

twisted and tattered 

blacker than tar, battered 

fragile like glass touch their tortured heart and the'l be shattered

they are forever broken but it never mattered 

their contrast is black and white 

their weakness is their might 

helpless , defenceless 

their beauty is alluring 

their calm on the outside but their insides are storming

drop a man to his knees 

seduced to let the angel do as she please 

gliding gracefully makes his heart freeze in his chest

cardiac arrest, 

died feeling the best

simplistic and sadistic angels flock to their kill

calculating and arithmic they do as they will

off his blood they drink their fill 

ripping the body apart slowly as he lie still

her lips to his lead him into ectasy 

unaware of his mangled body

holy angels simply naughty

he can see blood on the clouds but he's not stoping

his bones break and his joints are popping 

hes lifeless and dropping 

falling from the sky to stare satan in his eye 

the angels father, leader of the night

provider of fire light

he succumbs to him without a fight 

his embers now float arcross the northern lights.

the angels in the sky 

look down upon this guy

as he floats by in the night

they smile with blood red lips

and put their hands on their hips

my eyes blind , and my mind starts to think

my soul brought back from the brink

my heart racin like skater in a roller rink 

 i have seen the insides of an angel

devilish , deceiving and oh so cute

their evil and hanouse but their infractions seem minute'

no prison can contain them

because no gaurd can abstain them

no judge can refrain them

an angel is the worst ciminal but the best creation 

all endearing will fall unto creamation

death can be beautiful if done without concentration 

these brutal crimes are done without confrontation 

their apeal is nothing more that an adorable demonstration 

these predetors kill with no agrivation 

this is a perfect situation 

ectasy beyond imagination 

for angels are satans most beautiful creation 

inside an angel 

you will find horns not a halo

behold .... the lies of an angel