WOKE UP AT MIDNIGHT NO SUN ON MY FACE
A COLD DEVIL MOON STRETCHED THE SKY
BROKEN AND LONELY AND TIRED OF DISGRACE
SUICIDE RIPPED THROUGH MY EYES
I'LL BE OVER YOU AND YOUR ARMY OF LIES
ANGELS LIVE INSIDE AT THE ROOT OF THIS CHILD
PLASTERCINE PROMISES THAT CAME TO MY DOOR
WERE BROKEN AND BURNED IN MY DREAMS
ALL THAT YOU LIVED FOR HAS TURNED UP ASHORE
AND THE MEMORIES HAVE WASHED OUT TO SEA
I'LL BE OVER YOU AND YOUR ARMY OF LIES
ANGELS LIVE INSIDE AT THE ROOT OF THIS CHILD