The Halos Are Gone

The dragons flame burns like hell
Turning everything to dust
It's from grace that I have fell
Fallen for the demons lust

Devil whispers like candy
Demons voice like wine
Whiskeys next to the brandy
Sweet lies that you'll be fine

The mage casts a spell
It's meant for you and me
A portal back to hell
The call of the banshee

The halos are all gone
Only horns and tails remain
The gift of good has been pawned
Replaced with death and bloodstains

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Wandering Stranger

Down an old dirt road
Lives a wandering stranger
He carries a heavy load
But he means no danger

No one notices his scars
No one notices he's alive
While he picks at his guitar
Everyone continues to drive

He goes home to another night
He's all alone in the dark
He can't afford any light
Trying to avoid the shark

Getting by is getting old
Playing his guitar like a ghost
Wishing for a pot of gold
Dreaming of an ivory coast

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Eternal Flame (Reliving That Day)

What the hell am I doing
Like a deaf bird cooing

My life's flying by so fast
I'm still living in the past

A movie, a song, a melody
Brings me back, and then I see

The reason I live here in the past
And remembering that day, that was our last

A few months after graduation
It's funny, both of our destinations

Coming back the same day, the same time
Reliving it blows my mind

Was it fate, or infatuation
Could it be a restoration

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Discount Heart

You're staring at a simple man
A cowboy hat and a guitar in my hands

A pen and paper to write everything down
A rockabilly swing with a country sound

Green eyes hide a troubled man
This wasn't a part of my plan

But flowing the tides of life are
A sight the likes of a falling star

Sit and watch the broken crumble
Laugh about at the drunk man stumble

Smoke up your daily paycheck
The crashing down, worse than a car wreck

No one plans to be an addict
No one wants to be a convict

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