Текст песни
I stumbled on a darkened church
A figure standing in the door
In the dark the figure didn't move
A marble angel stood before
Tender smile upon his face
His flowing hair was made of stone
He held a lily in his hand
His broken wings lay on the ground
Blind sockets for his eyes
His brow a look of pain
His face was looking dead to me
Like a deserter in the rain
Don't be jealous of the living
Feel envy for the dead
If the only thing worth living for
Is a simple crust, crust of bread
All around is fire and brimstone
Shattered streets and burning roads
The rooftops now in ruins
Trees are growing from the floors
The church an empty crater
Just an altar and a door
The broken wings lay on the ground
But the angel won't be silent anymore
I returned a dead man's coat
He should have lived instead of me
His widow spends her days in bed
Here every day's a victory
I returned a woman's coat I stole
Regina was her name
Machine guns killed her baby
This time friendly fire was to blame
We knew that we were damaged goods
Human rubble seeking bread
And me a deserter from the war
And you whose baby now was dead
With love and bread we must survive
Our love will pull us through
With new lives and new identities
We all do what we must do
All around is fire and brimstone
Shattered streets and burning roads
The rooftops now in ruins
Trees are growing from the floors
The church an empty crater
Just an altar and a door
The broken wings lay on the ground
But the angel won't be silent anymore
One day the sky exploded
A thousand bombers came
We burned inside an oven
When our death fell down like rain