IV (Where Angels Come to Die) Songtext
von portrayal of guilt

Before I rest, I pray for death
But I keep waking, nails to my face
Breath of decay, slowly I ache
Sorrow remains, all I feel is shame

Clouds of misery
There′s something in the air
These scars are shallow
Dip your hands into the well to see through this pain
Dread surrounding, inching towards my lifeless limbs
Why won't this end?
Everything I touch falls to pieces
Each day is more painful than the last


Before I rest, I pray for death
But I keep waking, nails to my face
Breath of decay, slowly I ache
Sorrow remains, all I feel is shame

My head in my hands, softly weeping
Dehumanizing, breathing deeply
I push the needle into my skin
Desperately trying to numb myself
Rejecting this reality
With the Body of Christ within

My head in my hands, softly weeping
Dehumanizing, breathing deeply
I push the needle into my skin
Desperately trying to numb myself
Rejecting this reality

My head in my hands
This is where angels come to die