Thunder & Lightning

I heard the thunder and lightning Struck by your tower today And though the world wasn't frightened You sent the whole world away And now you huddle there alone in your tower of tears Every step and every stone filled with millions of fears Your poison blood and brittle bones Start to clutter and crack Beneath your hell of a home Cut down by the cruel and the crass fold Catch hell from the mighty and high Ain't nowhere left for the good to go No truth in a world full of lies Our unforgiving fettered foes fumbling stumble around Gather all their greed to go back to their hole in the ground To wash their hands of all the blood begged borrowed and stole To keep a good man down Shake the hands of holy ghosts Dance along an ivory coast Share your flesh with passing shadows On a bed of broken hopes Be sure to breath in deeply every bit of sin That your lungs can hold Welcome all your bastard actions back home Why do we cry cry our eyes out In them low lowly graves Mourning all the times We would've could've should've had our way We were hard hearted heathens To their soul saving saints Spilling blood in the same God's holy name We were the heathens to their saints Spilling blood in the same God's holy name Shake the hands of holy ghosts Dance along an ivory coast Share your flesh with passing shadows On a bed of broken hopes Be sure to breath in deeply every bit of sin That your lungs can hold Welcome all your bastard actions back home