There are angels and demons
no they are not beings 
trying to make there bed
in your head 
but be wise 
because your soul
is all you behold 
god is looking around 
with a frown 
while all the chaos and terror
runs wild in town 
waiting to burn the whole city down
to the ground
like a match to a leaf it will be diciest in the head 
now keep that angel safe in bed                
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