From a Heaven we'll never know
Now a caravan of clouds
With each bullet screams your name
From a Heaven we'll never know
Where the smokin' gun's
And the nameless names
Where the smokin' gun's
A familiar song let loose
Once the communist, now the terrorist
A familiar song let loose
But the song of beasts, growl with oil soaked teeth
So, how come this gatherin' storm
Oh, I'll liberate your peoples' fate
A familiar song let loose
And to all there is no end
With blood, as thick as yours
Then rattle comes the rain
With the bombed out cars come the falling stars
Now the eagle soars the sky
And the nameless names
We're still screamin' at the wailing wall
Warns us all of winter showers
Where the smokin' gun's
With the bombed out cars come the falling stars
Another day in perfect hell
We're still screamin' at the wailing wall
Pours little on the truth?
Pours little on the truth?
So, how come this gatherin' storm
I'll liberate your peoples' fate, spoke the burnin' bush
On the mis-spelled graves grow tall
Now a caravan of clouds
Over refugee and child
Pours little on the truth?
With each bullet screams your name
On the misspelled graves grow tall
So, how come this gatherin' storm
Then rattle comes the rain
Their dollar is mighty and true
Warns us all of deadly showers
