Tea In The Ruins

God of the angel army speaks through the dust

Whispers over cracked walls the city's last trust

I'll bring what I promise, shadow not sun

Bad news in the morning, when the sirens are done

You'll stand in the ashes, eyes open wide

Watch the towers surrender, no place left to hide

But a horse in the smoke says, child do not fear

I mocked you for mercy, I'll pull you clear

Tea in the ruins, poured from a broken cup

Steam rising like prayer, when the world burns up

I won't hand you over, I won't let you fall

You'll walk through the fire, safe after all

The men that you dread march, with iron and flame

Their boots on the stones, calling your name

But a hand unseen parts the curtain of night

A corridor opens, a tunnel of light

No sword will touch you, no chain will bite

Trust is the passport that leaves them behind

The promise is ancient, older than sand

Carved in the silence, where angels stand

Tea in the ruins, bitter and sweet

One sip of tomorrow, one step on your feet

I won't hand you over, I won't let you fall

You'll walk through the fire, safe after all

The wind carries the names, of the ones who believe

The ghosts in the dunes, finally relieved

Tea in the ruins, cooling after the rain

I won't hand you over, I won't let you fall

Tea in the ruins, cooling at dawn

The cup is still steady, though the table is gone

I've spoken, I've finished

I'll carry you through

Because you trusted only on you

Ooooh

God of the angel armies, fades in the glare

A silhouette walking, no dust in his hair