Michael's White Hands

We came up from the sea
Then we lay in the sand
But continued to breathe
Watching michael’s white hands
Now the wind brings a thirst
And some seeds from the past
And they come in a swarm
To deliver their harm
To the people that hide
In their rooms with no walls
In a country nowhere
Where the children eat gold
Where our dreams are laid bare
Where no future is past
Where we wander this land
Watching michael’s white hands
May his body like christ
Come to me in this bed
Hear the animals cry
Michael’s face has gone dead
But he never was born
So he never could die
Feed his thirst with our drugs
Michael’s hands will touch us
Yes i believe in nothing clear
But i believe that michael’s here
Freedom shines upon his face
Beauty comes to us that kneel
Cut the heart out from the host
These hands of love are hands that choke
Michael comes with hands of meat
Michael comes with biting teeth
Michael brings the truth denied
Michael kills the child inside
Break the trees up for our fuels
Break the streets upon the ruins
Bring destruction and bring the end
Feed the gas into my lungs
Yes i believe in michael’s hands
I believe in michael’s hands