Fallen Angels

The thunder booms shaking the gray sky
Makes me thing of god oh high

Is he laughing or yelling at we mortals down here
Are the raindrops that fall him crying holy tears

Is he crying for what has become of us?
Crying for what he thought he could trust

He sends his fallen angels to wash away the gunk
He’s trying to fix what we’ve done

I see my reflection in his puddle of liquid light
And I can’t help but think he’s fighting a losing fight

Anger, hate, bombs explode
War, pain, bombs explode
Bombs louder than the thunder’s roll