I remember the first wa r, the wa y the sky burned The fa ces of a ngels destroyed I sa w a third of Hea vens legion ba nished And the crea tion fell I stood with my brothers a nd wa tched a nd listened to the revolt But now, my brothers a rent my brothers
Turned a wa y by a misrepresenta tion Sta ined gla ss a nd white wa shed tombs The hea rts of those who spoke to you Were never homes the God they tried to show you They spoke out of prejudice a nd ritua lism They themselves were lost a ngels fold their wings And they fold their wings And weep a long with us wa tching you shun Christs sa crifice Shunning sa crifice And they fold their wings And weep a long with us wa tching you shun
Shun
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