Tears Of Blood

Angels crying tears of blood

They cause the winds that blow

To make us fear, to make us run

They do it all for show

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They envy use, those angels do

For flesh and love and rain

They watch us from on high and see

Us drowning in our pain

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We anger them with our inaction

Enrage them with our noise

For we can live and they can not

For they are just God's toys

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They cannot see how we can just

Let sorrow hold us down

When everywhere there's beauty

If we would only look around

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So cry they will, and shred their wings

Or fly into the sun

For they all wish to be like us

To show us how it's done

The End

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