The Angels - Christian Death

Rebel my love, some day we shall overcome

But the sickness bites hard, and yes the razor’s old

Of their portions, rashes, surrender, kill every first-born son

We were kneeling, dressed for burial, reaching for the name

Heard voices laughing the spirit in the plight of the living dead

Of course at the bottom of my glass made it clear what they had said

Is death a song in the tinder box

The stone has turned away

I can’t remember god when i…

And i’m drunk all day

X x x x x x

Before i leave you bring the demons out

Your beauty seemed not to mind the fever

Hung on the midwife’s jaw

We were kneeling, dressed for burial, reaching for the name

Heard voices laughing the spirit, and the plight of the living dead

I can’t remember god when i…

And i’m drunk all day

Some said i was wrong to dream that way

I was wrong to dream that way

And some made light of death and sorrow

Light of death and sorrow

But death is glory now

Death is glory now