Angels cry

When you follow your lust 

you waste precious

beautiful stardust

and the angels cry.

When you launch your missiles
those nasty, heat seeking missiles

the angels cry.

Do you still want to pretend to try 

and blindly trust your stupid alibi?

You say my smile lights up the world

how come i'm now in pain - tightly curled

and again

the angels cry.

Skyrockets, skyrockets

those fucking satellites

bring along power failures

Skyrockets, skyrockets

more fucking satellites

bring along pipe leakages

Stop acting out

because this is what my stardust-covered, beautiful angels cry about.