Making Angels
From the heavens the pilots are full of fire
Rich men have no care for a poor man’s desire
Do as I say or you will meet a similar fate
And thus love loses to the forces of hate
They’re making angels crying we will win
They’re making angels the good of the sin
They’re making angels see the end begin
They’re making angels oh not again
We’re marching in the street we have no voice
We’re marching in the street we have no choice
One day I pray the woe of war will come to an end
He is not my enemy he is merely a distant friend
They’re making angels crying we will win
They’re making angels the good of the sin
They’re making angels see the end begin
They’re making angels oh not again
It’s half a world away so what do you care
God if but for once you heard our prayer
Evil men with evil goals they are in control
Evil men with evil goals they have no soul
They’re making angels crying we will win
They’re making angels the good of the sin
They’re making angels see the end begin
They’re making angels oh not again
I wish I was singing about flower blooming in June
I wish I was singing some whimsical merry tune
But this is a dirge of the empty apocalypse
Come closer sweet Lord Judas desires a kiss
Another unmarked grave to mock cruelty
Another war to bring us more futility
Meanwhile the angels circle in the wind
Press the button and everything will end
They’re making angels crying we will win
They’re making angels the good of the sin
They’re making angels see the end begin
They’re making angels oh not again
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