Love letters written in blood
Suicides in the name of love
Who's killing who
Romeo are you still holding
Juliets bones
Is it in the name of god
Or
Is it in the name of love
Or
Worse yet
Is it the love of god
Bombs and bullets and blood all in the name of...
And we keep feeding this machine
Our childrens smiles and hopes and dreams
And we keep writing our plays of noble suicide but we still haven't learned a thing
About trying to play the part of god
And another angel is stripped
Of its spine
Such a lovely red
For one last love letter
All in the name of...