DUST & BONES

In front of the church, they burned an angel
People are not evil at all
It’s worth living for them
They just want to play a little
Oh how

There was nothing left of him but dust and bones
He died and he could no longer be helped
From the wings became gray ashes
In the dark night, he shone in the sky
And how he glowed

And God?
He is looking at it from above
They burned the messengers of God
They had a lot of twigs to this
Like a flock of dead crows

(29/12/2007)