Sometimes I Dream I'm Hurting You - Angels of Light

Violence, violence

Is in these bones, is in these lungs

Innocence, my innocence

Red flower of bloom is in this room

Anna, Anna

He lives in me but he wants you too

Anna, Anna

Sometimes in dreams, he’s hurting you

Save us, save us

From the fiery knife and the child inside

Save us, save us

From the coming sons and the kind of love

We pray for your love, we pray for your love

We pray for your sons, we pray for your sons

We pray for your love, we pray for your love

We pray for your sons, we pray for your sons

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and take these hands, oh mighty lord

Oh come and take these hands, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and swing your sword, oh mighty lord

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take these hands, oh come and take these hands

Oh come and take, oh come and take

Oh come and take, oh come and take