Sleep in Heavenly Peace
The worry keeping you awake, the people that only take.
Taking my hope and breaking my soul,
leading my life to a big, black hole.
Bam goes the gunshot screaming through the floor!
Dead are the people all because of war.
May I just sleep in heavenly peace?
May I just hope for the day
when the Nazis go away?
In this tight, cramped room,
where life meets doom,
and gunshots boom.
By the protection of God and the angels that sing,
may the funeral church bells please not ring.
As I lay my head down, seeing the world whiz 'roun',
watching the sunset, laying there dripped in cold sweat.
I pray to those who died to the extent, remembering I am Heaven-sent.
Being here for a reason and this reason to keep,
my life could end now as I wait here head deep.
Drifting away to a world of peace,
I just hope it's better in Heaven at least.
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