We Are The Broken

We that wander out at night. We are the broken Our dark souls, we are lost Many paths we have crossed Night crawling Still falling Thoughts racing Future not facing The angels with broken wings Dressed up decked out like kings In this old club here Pray for us my dear We dance like the dead My lips in crimson red To some we are angels To some we are ghosts To some we are vampires To some we are demons To some we are gods To some we are just merely self destructive Our dark souls, we are lost Many paths we have crossed In this old club here Pray for us my dear We dance like the dead My lips in crimson red