As the Angels Die

I sit in awe as the heavens are burned
and the guts of the creator are ripped and churned
(and all religion falls in flame)
As the churches collapse and all hell breaks loose
and the body of the pope swings in the knoose
(as his believers kneel in shame)

Hell has won the battle
hell has won the war
god sits mutilated
heaven is no more
the world has gone insane now
religion is corrupt
the peace in the world has vanished
its ending, so abrupt

I sit in glle as the angels die
and the blood flows like water from thier eyes
(and they lay there waiting to rot)
The maggots and the bugs feast on thier flesh
the earth, a bloody field where the bodies rest
(as the survivors are all caught)

Hell has won the battle
hell has won the war
god sit rotting on his throne
heaven is no more
the world has imploded
satan is our king
the clouds all writhe above
the birds no longer sing

I sit in dibelief as everyone dies
and the strangling ropes around thier neck hold in thier cries
(the bodies swaying to and fro)
the mutilation in the sreets is as crazy as hell
decapitation leaves a nasty, musty smell
(where all the people dare not go)

The world is gone
and heaven gone along
as the world is burned and the bodies are churned
the good defeated by the wrong

And the world shall rot
as it's ruled by a whore
a whore called satan
who wants no mre
then to watch death and dying
and bloody children crying


As the angels
and the children cry