Angels Cry

He's been keeping my mind in a cage of
Black static, white code
I'm running all the way to my angel's
Seraphic repose
And in the quiet night
I can hear the angels cry
For us, for us
And in the morning light
I can still hear the echoes in my mind
The angels cry, the angels cry
I'm running back to my
Angel's arms
I'm running back to my
The angels in the sky
Angel's arms
The angels in the sky
The angel's cry