Oh how it glistens, the stars above the Promised Land,
Oh how it glistens, the blood upon oppressor’s hands.
And time it has no chance to move,
The stench of death it follows you,
And dreams are had but none come true,
And hope is how they see it through.
Luck is earned but truth is born,
And order’s by the devil’s sword,
Eyes that bleed but do not blink
More gruesome than you ever saw
The stones they cry and carry men,
Waiting to be born again
As birds to flee within the night
But heavy hearts hinder their flight.
And thoughts of nothing fill the crowds
Anxiousness stays unannounced
Now recklessness has been aroused
And tunes of death begin to sound.
Armageddon, get involved.
Corpses line the streets of old
With the saddest eyes they pray
The sun to melt their tears away
No one runs, it’s time to die
Preachers kill and children fight
Soldiers hide, they have no pride
And every day bleeds into night
Oh how they glisten, the sparks upon the Promised Land,
Oh how they glisten, the stains of blood upon their hands
And innocence has lost its way
And life is still a dream away
They wished for death and so they lay
A promise kept, it’s where they’ll stay.
