Paroles: Fury In The Slaughterhouse. Angels And Saints.

I'm stuck here in this traffic jam
Surrender to the news at ten
Talking, they're talking

A president shot from the roof
Our dreams were never bulletproof
Crying, they're dying, we're crying
And on TV we can watch them die again

This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope they'll hear us calling
This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope this one will not go out in vain

Some terrorists have gone too far
An idiot bumps into my car
Laughing, he's laughing

Is envy, hate and holy war
The dream that we were looking for
For so long? What's gone wrong ?
the next one, will be the last one
If we're not strong

This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope they'll hear us calling
This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope they will keep us from falling

We will all get lost without love to heal our pain
To free our souls from a life insane
This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope this one will not go out in vain, go out in vain

After a thousand years of agony
Suddenly, wise words from the balcony
And hope becomes a transient tool
When it is used by religious fools

The car has stopped the motor runs
A highway full of loaded guns
Waiting to come home
I think you've watched it long enough
We ran out of time and times are rough
And our destination is unknown

This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope they'll hear us calling
This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope they will keep us from falling

We will all get lost without love to heal our pain
To free our souls from a life insane
This one goes out to all angels and all saints
And I hope this one will not go out in vain, in vain

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