Narrative Of Soul Against Soul

[To the wounded:]
I have seen the self image they've forced you to reduce to shattered glass,
with the only remaining value lying in its jagged edges
But the few who warrant waking for await their recognition
No fear of death but with fear of life, your weakness kills everyone
So live Angels for everyone For no lack of searching I can't seem to find one
Angels in everyone What of all their promises? Can't seem to find much more than lies
Angels in anyone A permanent solution to a temporary problem
Before I'd lay me down to rest, I'd throw away everything to live