I've seen angels
Their feet turned backwards
Smiles on their faces
They gathered in herds
On top of a mountain
It's name erased from memories
Only written in books
That people forgot how to read
Now the angels orbit my head
Like a crash victim in a cartoon
They flitter around like moths
That even eclipse the moon
Chainsaw wings, razor blade tongues
They spit out maniac verses
Laced with poison from their lungs
Blackfoot angels
They've finally come for me
They say come with us to a brave new world
I say I've got too much work, I'm not free!
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