Jericho's Trumpet Leads the Symphony of Angels

When I stare into the burning eyes of god, they will freeze  Every child born into a war torn hellscape  When their limbs become debris  When their mothers are shrieking  Will you tell me they have sinned?  That they never stood a chance?  When I smash the lock to heaven’s gates  Who will I see when I push them open?  They’ll be up there laughing  As tears fill the ocean  The men who carry the keys out of reach  The men with the diamonds in their eyes The men who hold your hand until it turns blue  Will I see them with little wings on their backs?  Job was so naive  No matter what he did, they would have dropped like flies - for an ego  The serpent whispered in your ear  You bite the apple - You chew the flesh  Watching the flames of burning eden light up the sky  When they try to hide what they’ve done  You still see the faces beneath the tar  He carried the cross and wore the thorns  So you can bring your gun into the booth  Jericho’s trumpet deafens all  Shake the bloody hand of Christ  For letting the light shine down  On your napalm playground  Their skeletons glisten in the moonlight  There is no limit to man’s malice  The extent of horrors in this world   How could hell be any worse? When angels look down on the earth  They’ll cut their throats