Trickle down your throat,encrusting on your heart
Every night the flight resumes, the foe replies, the fall returns
Deep in the sands you hold your bible / Deep in the heart of enemy land
Did you leave something behind? / Your televised dismay was plain
Did you leave something behind? (they’re here….)
Was it Romans three or two / that spoke to you of crescent lands
Parked and blessed by tactical flashes / weighed upon the heathen hand?
Did you leave something behind? (they’re here….)
High in the sky the way is clear / The reasons fair and the air is yours