I remember the first war, the way the sky burned
The faces of angels destroyed
I saw a third of Heaven's legion banished
And the creation of hell
I stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer fall
But now, my brothers aren't my brothers

Turned away by a misrepresentation
Stained glass and white washed tombs
The hearts of those who spoke to you
Were never homes to the God they tried to show you
They spoke out of prejudice and ritualism
They themselves were lost angels fold their wings

Angels fold their wings and weep
Along with us, watching you shun
Shunning sacrifice, shunning sacrifice
Angels fold their wings and weep
Along with, us watching you, shun