The Angels Call

Bones plastered in the wall
Boners plastered in the wall
And one by one we fall
Taunted by the angels call
 
Weeeeeeoooooow
Wwweeeeeeeoooooowww!
Come tither dear boy
Aaghhhannd
 
Weeouweeooh
As the pressure changes
And water drops down
Eeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiieeeeeeek
 
Like the pits of hell
I fell to the fingers clasp
I think I scored
I got the angels kiss
 
See sharp!
Is it nice
Nice...
Silence you imbecile
 
Slowly you gain form
Give way to the chaos of shape
And faster you run
Freedom undone
 
I cant give it to you
Why don't you understand?
As you softly punish my wrist
I give way to life
 
 
I was listening to Pink Floyd when I wrote this.