Texty: OMD. Firegun.

Hear - us - pray.
Over oceans, seas, and rivers,
over all that we survey,
we search for one who's listening, no reply.

Hear - us - pray.
As the fire burns below us,
as darkness fills the light,
his seven famous daughters, turn to make a fight.

Hear - us - pray.
Sisters slay your brothers,
mothers slay your sons,
heaven isn't waiting anymore.
The seasons never changing,
through every single day,
like martyrs in the city, like dogs we'll have our day.

Hear - us - pray.
Sisters slay your brothers,
mothers slay your sons,
heaven isn't waiting anymore.

Hear us pray.
Sisters slay your brothers,
mothers slay your sons,
heaven isn't waiting anymore.

Hear us pray.
Sisters slay your brothers,
mothers slay your sons,
heaven isn't waiting anymore.