There's god in your heart but there's blood on your hands So where are you fires of Hell? So where now your golden gates? I see no angels, no heaven on high I hear no marching of your saints (Go placidly amongst the noise and haste) Well, I know your churches are a sight to behold And I know your stories as good as any man I know we all have our crosses to bear But I'll waste none of my time in desperate prayer I've rung the bells of the Mont-St-Michel But me and the saviour were never that close I've called into the night with no hope of reply But I've seen the holes in the Holy Ghost So where now, your peace to all men? So where now, your undeniable proof? Where is it written, in paper or stone : An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth? MODERN JUPITER (Words - Ronald Lippok) He lived a boy's life/He loved his "Camp Mohawk" on Viele`s Creek and he loved to work on problems, drifting in his canoe/Lightning days/He hated formalities in dressing/He would welcome also god himself, in his red bathing suit/Lightning days/The doors of his house were usually electrified (MUSIC WON'T SAVE YOU FROM ANYTHING BUT) SILENCE (Words - GA Johnson) Music won't save you from anything but silence - not from heartbreak, not from violence