Playground
Home-land
A countryside to save
Blue skies
Air-space
Soldiers to raise
And sacrifice
Strong armed
Christians
Oiled up and fed
Safe as
Houses
In aprons of lead
And sanctified
Omens and Signs
A star-field
On red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
How much
Longer
This empire of night
The smallest
Subjects
All begin to fight
And multiply
Omens and Signs
A star-field
On red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
Omens and Signs
A star-field
On red lines
Turn those blind eyes
To fantasies
And white lies
Head down
Brace yourself
Here it comes