Halos in Hell - The Jelly Jam

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