Angel Battle
(专辑: Sweet Evil Sun - 2022)
Happened on a
Sunday Grace from the
heavens They had swords, they had fire They had stars in their eyes Hundreds of ceraphs on the
killing field, I
hear them sing Horns and trumpets, lasers and shields, god is grim Angel battle Saints with blood on their swords Angel battle The
war to end all wars Black wings and doves Grace and devotion Death from above Poetry in motion 7
trumpets on the
7th day, wrath in the
clouds I
see the
solemn angel, and the
white ones they slay The
vengeance of god Angel battle Saints with blood on their swords Angel battle The
war to end all wars Celestial battle, turquoise deadly rays Put your arms around me, this very day Heavenly lord, your white army came All that you gave, you took it away I
saw the
hordes of heaven, majestic and noble Victorian swagger, bringing destruction to souls, beast and mortal And the
last city fell, with thunderbolts, cast from the
eyes of the
angels Who relentless and worthy, walked the
face of the
earth only to erase what was left of humankind And that was my dream