Out of the blue on the wings of a dove
 [bad word] with the beating of [bad word] 
 It's not a message of love

 Our children are born, and we keep them warm
 They must have the right to live in the light
 To be safe from the storm

 Out of the blue, with wings on his heels
 [bad word] bearing regrets
 For the time that he steals

 But steal it he will, my children's and mine
 Against our desires, against all our needs
 Our blood spilled like wine

 Over and over we call... no one hears
 And further and further and further we fall
 And though we pray that we soon will awake
 It is clear, that it's no dream at all
 Our lives are at stake

 I cannot believe, nor even pretend
 That the thunder I hear will just disappear
 And the nightmare will end

 So hold back the fire 'cause this much is [bad word] 
 When all's said and done, the ending [bad word] 
 From out of the blue