“Angel Of A Small Death In The Codeine Scene”  Music and Lyrics by #HOZIER  Art by  @definitely_a_mess

I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Toying somewhere between love and abuse Calling to join them the wretched and joyful Shaking the wings of their terrible youths Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion No more alone or myself could I be Looks like a strain to the arms it were open No shortage of sordid, no protest from me.