Heat haze rising on Hell's own hill

To wake up this morning took an act of will

You walked through the night to get to today

To bring your children to give them a way



Oh, oh this cruel sun

Its daylight never done

Cruelty just begun

To make a shadow of everyone



And if the rain came

And if the rain came now



Souls bent over without a breeze

Blankets on burning trees

I'm sick without disease

Nobility on its knees



And if the rain came

And if the rain came

Now



Would it wash us all away

On a wave of sorrow

A wave of sorrow



Where now the holy cities

Where all the ancient holy scrolls

Where now the Emperor Menelik

And the Queen of Sheba's gold

You my bride wear her crown

On your finger precious stone

Has every good thing now been sold



Son of sheperd boy now king

What wisdom can you bring

what lyric could you sing

Where is the music of the seraphim



And if the rain came

And if the rain came

Would it wash us all away

On a wave of sorrow

A wave, a wave of sorrow



Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt

For they shal inherit what's left of the Earth

Blessed are the kings who have left their thrones

They are bleesed in this valley of dry bones

Blessed are you with an empty heart

From you have nothing from which you cannot part

Blessed is the ego if it's all we've got this hour

Blessed is the power that speaks truth to power

Blessed is the sex worker's body sold tonight

She works with what she got to save her children's life

Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear her scream

Blessed are the stupid who can dream

Blessed are the tin can cardboard slums

And Blessed is the spirit that overcomes