Halos in Hell

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