Lyrics The Lords Of The New Church

The Lords Of The New Church

New Church

Tick-tock goes the clock

Almost time, say goodbye

Wolves scratching at the door

Pass the gun, don't look suprised

Light me one last cigarette

Never mind the screams

This shall be our finest hour

The end, and the start of our dream

Chorus

Our time will come

Thy will be done

So many times we've come so close

You were my Cleopatra, I'm great Caesar's Ghost

My Josephine they said your Colonel was mad

We'll make it next time, don't look so sad

Our bodies burn the guiding light

Don't cry Eva, we'll meet once more

We'll fulfill their prophecies

We lost this battle, we won the war

Chorus

Our time will come

The Will be done

My kingdom's come

The Will be done