You pray to the heavens... but the monsters don't look up. Good thing you keep a beast on a leash. Go ahead and preach, angel. I’ll keep the wolves away. You put your faith in a body, pray to the sky Bound by a checklist of what’s wrong and what’s right But lines get blurry when the shadows get tall And a book of rules won't catch you when you fall You call it a sin, but I call it a peace Sometimes a monster has to tear down the beast. When the world comes crashing through your stained-glass glass floor And your prayers can't hold back the weight of the door You’ll pull the pin on the phantom you trust I’m the grenade you throw when your god turns to dust. She wears the halo, I wear the grime She counts the blessings, I count the time She prays for mercy when the shadows fall But I’m the one who’s standing flat against the wall Call it a sin, or call it a saving grace Every angel needs a demon in the dark place. Your hands are shaking, looking at the floor At the quiet ruin waiting by the door You don't ask how, and you don't ask why Just watch the rubble settling in my eyes When the world comes crashing through your stained-glass glass floor And your prayers can't hold back the weight of the door You’ll pull the pin on the phantom you trust I’m the grenade you throw when your god turns to dust. She wears the halo, I wear the grime She counts the blessings, I count the time She prays for mercy when the shadows fall But I’m the one who’s standing flat against the wall Call it a sin, or call it a saving grace Every angel needs a demon in the dark place. No holy water's deep enough to drown the things i've done No turning back the clock now that the quiet war is won You keep your eyes on heaven while I strike down the mammonite I’d stand against an army just to keep you from their might. She wears the halo, I wear the grime She counts the blessings, I count the time She prays for mercy when the shadows fall But I’m the one who’s standing flat against the wall Call it a sin, or call it a saving grace Every angel needs a demon in the dark place. I'm a Heathen in the darkness Waiting for a Christian distress The black ops in a Christian world Call on me to free the end Cuz a demon is an angel dressed for war We are the ones you send
Havent sung it yet.
