Wave Of Sorrow

Heat haze rising
On hell's own hill

To wake up this morning
Is an act of will
You walk through the night
To get here today
To bring your children
To give them away

Oh, oh this cruel sun
Its daylight never dawn? or Is daylight never done
Cruelty just begone
To make a shadow of everyone

And if the rain came
And if the rain came now

Souls bent over without a breeze
Blankets on burning trees
I'm sick without disease
Nobility on it's knees

And if the rain came
And if the rain came now
Would it wash us all away
On a wave of sorrow
Wave
On a wave of sorrow

Without the Holy cities
Where the ancient Holy scrolls
Where now emperor Menelik
And queen of Sheeba's gold

You my bride, you wear her crown
And on your finger precious stones
As every good thing now been sold

Son, of shepherd boy, now king
What wisdom can you bring
What lyric would you sing
Where is the music of the Serephine?

And if the rain came
And if the rain came now
Would it wash us all away
On a wave of sorrow
Wave
A wave of sorrow
Wave...

Blessed are the weak (meek?) scratching the dirt
But they shall inherit what's left of the Earth
Blessed all the kings that left their thrones
They're buried in the Valley of Dry Bones

Blessed all of you with an empty heart
You got nothing from which you can't part
Blessed is the ego
It's all we got this hour

Blessed is the voice that speaks truth, truth speaks to power
Blessed is the sex worker who sold her body tonight
You had used what you got
To save your children's life

Blessed are you, the deaf cannot hear your scream (-?)
Blessed are the stupid who can dream
Blessed are the tin can cardboard slums
Blessed is the spirit that overcomes