fascade of fallen angels bright
build rotten chords immersed in light
another cotton-candied toxin
to consummate a wicked plight

truth is true beauty
yet in what beholder's eye
she's as outcast as a constellation
in a sun-kissed sky

it's not always what it seems
it's not always what it seems
it's not always what it seems
it's not always what it seems

nightmare melted
crippled splendor
torment blinded
rotten tender
winsome jaded
heights that wither
church is haunted
girl does shiver