Faith creates miracles but who said anything about magic?
Is a poor woman's flight to Rome truly so tragic?
Gas leaks and great escapes, I forgive it all, that's love
I take in the dying and if they heal, it's the one above
But have you watched people die? So beautiful! Just try
And all that's wrong in you, will heal thereby
It's the end that truly matters, not means,
green papers have no sins, no dreams
Come guns or crime, love doesn't cease
But abortions stand in between you and world peace
White angels have come, don't run
Poverty is god's love for you, my son
As for me, this Satan's cursed golden throne
I bear the brunt of your sins, all alone
Is a poor woman's flight to Rome truly so tragic?
Gas leaks and great escapes, I forgive it all, that's love
I take in the dying and if they heal, it's the one above
But have you watched people die? So beautiful! Just try
And all that's wrong in you, will heal thereby
It's the end that truly matters, not means,
green papers have no sins, no dreams
Come guns or crime, love doesn't cease
But abortions stand in between you and world peace
White angels have come, don't run
Poverty is god's love for you, my son
As for me, this Satan's cursed golden throne
I bear the brunt of your sins, all alone
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