Angels

A black soot stain
 Struck across the sky
 The shadow crept up the wall and stayed
 Eclipse in her daddies eye
 She prepared for an occupation
 She climed she cut away
 But with each cut the root grew deeper
 And she drown in his blood embrace
 So where are your angels?
 A dirty old claw caught at her breast
 Blood on the kitchen floor
 A tightrope yawning at her undress
 Her skyline all rip and torn
 She prepared for an occupation
 She climbed she cut away
 The crows to steal on her battlefield
 Sharpen her bloodied nail
 So where are your angels?
 Charlie's rack salt peter
 Pissing spit and claw
 The crows to steal on her batlefield
 She's down on the bedroom floor
 She collapse in a rain of whale spill
 She ride the briding spree
 She white feather blind
 On her washing line
 I cut cut cut cut her free