Текст песни Michael's White Hands - Angels of Light

We came up from the sea, then, we lay in the sand
But continued to breathe, watching Michael's white hands
Now, the wind brings a thirst and some seeds from the past
And they come in a swarm to deliver their harm
To the people that hide in their rooms with no walls
In a country nowhere, where their children eat gold
Where our dreams are laid bare, where no future is past
Where we wander this land, watching Michael's white hands
May his body like Christ come to me in this bed
Hear the animals cry, "Michael's face is gone dead
But he never was born, so he never could die
Feed his thirst with our drugs, Michael's hands will touch us"

Yes, I believe in nothing clear
But I believe that Michael's here
Freedom shines upon his face
Beauty comes to us that kneel
Cut the heart out from our host
These hands of love are hands that choke

Michael, come with hands of need
Michael, come with biting teeth
Michael, bring the truth denied
Michael, kill the child inside

Bring the taste of poison fumes
Bring the screams up from the ruins
Bring destruction and bring the end
Feed the gas into my lungs

Yes, I believe in Michael's hands
I believe in Michael's hands
I believe in Michael's hands
I believe in Michael's hands