halos on the ground scarred up, dented, rusted brown,
forgotten
halos walked right past disappearing in the grass,
forgotten
halos just like a gun take it off and hurt someone that
you love
halos with no light darker than the blackest night from
above
halos in hell, like a magic devil spell, everybody leaves
them down below
halos in hell, at the bottom of the well in the places
you don't want to go
halos, I don't know, fallen like the gleaming snow
illusion
halos seem so cheap, everyone has a few that they can't
keep from losing
halos in hell,like a magic devil spell, everybody leaves
them when we go