Heaven has moved house, leaving behind no forwarding address,
Answering no calls, leaving us to fend for ourselves amongst the wolves
We've been thrown to in the darkness of a night that has little hope
Of welcoming the dawn of a new tomorrow.
Heaven has abandoned us like wounded soldiers on a battlefield,
Leaving us to face the onslaught of a relentless foe
Systematically mopping up pockets of resistance whose only hope of salvation
Had been as bright as the setting sun many sunsets ago.
Heaven has abandoned us like shipwrecked sailors on a raft in stormy seas,
Leaving us to battle lashing winds and pounding waves on our own
With only the skin on our backs and sweat on our faces
And prayers answered by the fury of an unforgiving storm.
