A Belly Full Of Babies

The Cherubim and the Seraphim and the Thrones, they all sing
They raise their wings to the glory of God
The Dominions and the Powers, and the Virtues
They all toss their weary heads for the sorrow of god
The angels don’t know why your skin is so white
And Jesus don’t know what I know tonight
My seed will give you the warmest of glows
And I want your belly full of babies, you know
The Principalities, the Arch-angels and the Angels and you
Bring God’s love to my home, my poor broken home
Oh the Priest and the Priestess show their weakness to the athiests
They are all alone, serves them damn right, serves them damn right
The children cry loudest in the athiest houses
(Originally intended to be in the place of Stole a Bride on Fidelity Wars,
this song lists the heirachy of angels in Heaven don’t you know?)