AFI

Art Of Drowning

The Nephilim

Swing through sadness, tears of joy. 

Curse the sunlight. 

Arsenic for the girls and boys. 

Drink the madness, smoke so coy. 

Smile injection. 

Serum of a will destroyed. 

The seasons change without me. 

I remain in shadows growing wings. 

The spirit song still surrounds me, in refrain, in shadows growing wings. 

Like an angel with two broken wings, reach the sky again. 

Like a devil, meant for better things, I will find my place on high.