we came up from the sea
then we lay in the sand
but continue to breathe
watching michaels white hands
now the wind brings a thirst
and some seeds from the past
and they come in a swarm
to deliver their harm
to the people that hide
in their rooms in the walls
in a country nowhere
where their children eat gold
where our dreams are laid bare
where no future is laid past
where we wonder this land
watching michaels white hands
make his body like christ
come to me in this bed
yet the animals cry
michaels face is gone dead
but he never was born
so he never could die
feed his thirst without drugs
michaels hands will touch us
yes i believe in nothing clear
but i believe in michaels beard
kingdom shines upon his face
here she comes to us i kneel
cut the heart out from our holes
his hands of love are heavy coals
michael comes with hands of mead
michael comes with lightning teeth
michael brings the truth denied
michael kills the child inside
break the trees up for our fuels
break the streets upon the ruins
bring destruction and bring the end
feed the gas into my lungs
yes i believe in michaels hands
i believe in michaels hands
