Waking Up to Hand Grenades

A voice from the angels, I'm way back in time

I kept from the sages the melody fine

I (?) to your own time, there's nothing to feel

I'm waiting his own burn, our good times are here

Sleeping on late, you stay upon night

And go into church districted, and turning out right

It's spending an army, I wish you was here

'Cause we're tooking over, our time is here, our time is here



Grab all the children and please (?)

If we taking over don't find a (?)

There's no need pretending (?)

And work on (?), it's finally clear, it's finally clear



Gather the children and family here

Expect the good news 'till it's finally here

The (?) of an angel, the thought of our time 

Is finally without you and now there behind some will be fine

Some will be OK, it's gonna be fine, it's gonna be OK, yeah 

It's gonna be fine, fine, fine, it's gonna be OK, it's gonna be fine