I want to be an angel. I want to fly around the world. I want to see every bodys soul in motion. I want to take away your pain, let you breath again. watch my hands as they disappear into the crowds broken body. A multitude of cleansing. Everybody prays for the scouring of there soul. Screaming and yelling. Everybody wants some. This massive crowd is out of control.
The angel moans and yells in frustration...
Flapping my wings, but I cant get off the ground. Theres to much sin pulling me down. Tarring and ripping the feathers off my back. Slowly breaking away from this crowds attack.
If god can make the heavens, if god can make the rain, if god can change it, I want to make your pain go away.