Listen to me sister, i got news from the governor,
And he's heard people shouting from the towers in the city
While their babies grow in test tubes over night
 [bad word] and fetch the priest cos there's a light on in the building
And there's sounds blowin out in the music of the night
And we should try to get the people out alive

Movin 'cross the ocean with the flag of death a'flyin
The demon butcher pointin out the message on the tide
And the demon light a'sailin at his side

Stormin down the [bad word] the protest and the prayin
And the love that shone down from the sun to world
No longer could support the life it gave