Roses and Blood

Roses and Blood

Roses bleed in my hands
I look down and I see sand
above me there are no blue skies
but the wings of an angel in disguise
my mind may wonder other realms
but you are stuck and I am to be beheld
God holds you in his hands, watching over you every night
the devil has you not but he tries for others so don't go down without a fight
I may worry for you, I don't know why
my only reason comes from the sky
the guardian angel that in which I stand with in battle
rangeling demons like cattle
I laugh each time you don't give a worry to things around you
because I'm the one to make that all up for who?
smiling to me I see the imaginary history
for which you are more then a simple mystery
you might see me again, you may not
only remember me for the person in which I fought