The Rotted - Angel Of Meth lyrics

Stripped and deluded, a pitiful site Wind cuts the flesh beginning our flight Yearned immortality the world hurtles by Braving the elements reaching the sky Shapeless voids, givers of light A time once enjoyed the world hurtles by With the audacity to mourn this untimely d**h Broken and ruined, I'm the Angel Of Meth Breathing a strain with this weight on my chest Can stifle a gasp or a murmur at best The Devil's inside me so won't fall to my d**h I'm the king of the world I'm the Angel Of Meth Pillager of the soul, the k**er of light A desperation that brings exquisite delight The chances of falling are slim if not slight Riding up high trying to recreate flight As the fear sets in I can see what's going on Naked and riding a tour bus – I'm gone! Crashing through the skylight I land of my head A battered up fool I'm the Angel Of Meth Breathing's a strain with this weight on my chest Can stifle a gasp or a murmur at best The Devil's inside me so won't fall to my d**h I'm the king of the world I'm the Angel Of Meth Suddenly it hits me, the god-awful truth What the f** was I doing up on the roof!!!? I could've slipped and fallen to a premature d**h No real loss to music (The Angel Of Meth!?) A naked ripped up body strewn down the road Unrecognizable features with insides exposed Piecing me together would be no easy feat For the officers and coroners who arrive on the scene I suppose I was lucky landing on my head With superficial bruising, not a broken neck But I couldn't nod my head or stamp my feet without shooting pains The last time I indulge in these moronic games I'm the Angel Of Meth