Antony and the Johnsons Lyrics
"The Atrocities"

God visits all lost souls to survey the damage
We noticed a bonfire burning in his eyes
He whispered, "It's the atrocities of your story, of your story"

God visits all lost souls to survey the damage
And holding his bleeding heart
A tear comes to his eye
He whispered, "It's the atrocities of history, of history, of"

Then he falls to the floor
For there's many more tears on the sunrise
And now we must eat those tears
Now we must eat our fill
Of the atrocities, the atrocities
The atrocities, the atrocities

The atrocities, the atrocities
The atrocities, the atrocities