Angels & Demons

Sometimes in a flight of fury we forget to stop and think.
We sputter gaseous liquids and our minds go blank.
The scenery is a blur and the night closes in
And when we realize all is lost our might comes from within.
To sit with utter ignorance and yell for a peace of mind,
Sometimes in a flight of fury we forget to stop and think.

The angels loom in and the demons even closer..
Our skin grows thin and we lose our muster.
Begin to reap your soul until you find the answer
So that one day again you find that courage to offer.
Sometimes in a flight of fury we forget to stop and think.


©2010 EM