The John Berchman Victory Choir
will bring you the dawn with a sweet harmony
They always stink of sweat and last nights beer,
working to free the world of gravity
They only sing about answered prayers
and every word translates as a thank you
that will drown out all the voices of despair
so only heavens music can touch you
Stop haunting your bed and drop all the chains of the dead
Wake up, wake up and tie up your shoes
It doesnt matter what you do, what you do
You dont need a white beard with a throne
to tell you to kill what you love
Theres no justice in such a cold heart
no doorway or lies above
Well I love The Victory Choir,
Its all my heart desires
Wake up, wake up the skys already blue
It doesnt matter what you do, what you do