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