Tripping off the Milky Way (Angels Have to Fall Someday)

WIth my head lost n the clouds
you became a coveted cliche
hiding behind scripted vows
in this bed of knives you lay
a patriarch of goldened blood
you hide behind a thick facade
and with your laughing face I find
behind your your plastic smiles dwell flaws

Immactulate with soiled virtue
dreams falsified under your breast
slinking slyly through an misfortunate forever
with venom dripping from your very breath
in leisure you have ridiculed
stepping on faces like stones
with ruthlessness you've gained your pretence of respect
with ruthlessness you sleep alone

Your abilities no longer have sense of reality
and instead they amuse
secretly we laugh at your lying lips
and cringe with joy at your weakened abuse
in your ignorance no longer do your eyes view
to differentiate a loss of power
an empire is lit aflame
behind shielded eyes, like a child, you cower