Tears of Sorrow

The martyr of the Nile speaks tounges in the rain
And the Mannequins walk outside to speak your name
While your on the next train to see the advisors
That will try to speak to you so plain
But you find out you have nothing to loose
And you decide to choose
What's good for you
And refuse the blood puppet muse

Now the carpeneters gather at the Pearly gates
But God says to them my sons it's to late
The tears of sorrow are to great


Allie Paul sits in my hall
And speaks of the 94 Fall
When she wrote funeral songs
For John the poet who wrote her love songs
She speaks of him as if she's going insane
The pain is to much to remember
When he first came to her
Now she feels so unsure
While I now feel so secure
That Allie is so true and so pure
I can finally love her

But Allie Paul will never be content
And she will never know what I truly meant
When I said the tears of sorrow are so potent

When the daughters of the fallen speak in such disdain
And goverment Harlequins believe losses are part of the game
You'll know the great deeds of great father's
Are now exposed and left for the slaughter
While analysts dressed in red
Tell us how to make our beds
And to believe what is said
In all affairs concerning
The dead

And if citizens continue to shout in the morning
That our anger and our problems still are growing
Then the tears of sorrow will keep on flowing