Heads Will Roll

You treat me like an angel. But you have the intentions of the devil. I'm too lost in your eyes, I didn't even notice your disguise. Your touch puts me in heaven, but I'm falling to sheól. The last thing I want to see is my head roll. You tell me not to worry because as long as I'm with you, everything will be alright. But all I can feel is tears and low light. You are so close to me yet too far to see. Our love is tied, but the hope has died