Listen to me sister, I got news from the governor,
And he´s heard people shouting from the towers in the city,
While their babies grow in test tubes over night.
Run and fetch the priest 'cause there´s a light on in the building,
And there´s sounds blowin out in the music of the night,
And we should try to get the people out alive.
Movin´ cross the ocean with the flag of death a'flyin',
The demon butcher pointin' out the message on the tide,
And the demons light a´sailin' at his side.
Stormin' down the airwaves comes the protest and the prayin',
And the love that shone down from the sun to the world,
No longer could support the life it gave.