Halo Crown

Dead In The Dirt

I circled the center with a blue halo crown

Traced shapes in the sky, then shot them back down

Made man in one day, then rested the rest of the week

I sentenced my tongue to a prison of teeth

I toed the line in faith of divine

Pulled my coffin lid tight, and shot wings from my spine

I soared towards the sun, I burned down in ash

I felt power in my hands, and let it slip from my grasp.