Dirty Angels Lost

Hear the untold song we sing at any cost, Though the crowd may laugh and children, jeer: Through the parting clouds, lascivious angels leer, Till a fall from heaven spells their holocaust. Sing the unsung tale of dirty angels lost, Licking off our faces the salt of our dry tears, Our bloodshot eyes shut tight behind our fears That our guiding stars will never come uncrossed. Now our yellowed ledger shows a settled score, But devils from the past gnaw on our souls, And ghosts that we have wronged come to the fore Of our fading memory, riddled with holes. Because we are quickly rotting to the core, We do not grieve at all when the grim bell tolls.