Rung

Regarding the Siege of the Church of the Nativity
Lyrics
Oh Bethlehem
My hope, my home
Ring softly for me
My mind impaired
Your bells declare
A love that teaches me
No room in the inn
Bring them here, let them in
Give our guests the rest they need
The arms of the church
Are the haven reserved
For the weary the hand of God rceives
But why has the stain glass shattred?
Golden hues turn to red
We’ll grant a place of refuge
But must we give our shelter to the dead?
Gifted gold in a chest become brass bullets fired at my breast
The choir angels aghast
Wise men bearing gifts
Morph into gunmen with white-knuckles fists
Is this redemption for us?
For 40 days, we’ll fast
While skies darken black
Hell rains on us
And for a tenth of those
I’ll watch my family hunger
To see my body consumed into the earth
I hear them scream
One to another
«We will turn this birthplace of ‘god'
Into a grave for my godless brother»
This silent night is drenched in gunfire
The birth of chaos, a soundtrack for my second christening
I hear them scream
One to another
«We will turn this birthplace of ‘god'
Into a grave for my godless brother»
I ran, I fell
I heard the bell
Ringing softly one last time
The angels lift my soul rejoicing
Isaac, Ishmael, will you weep for me?
Caught in the crossfire
Between what is
And what should be
Two brothers
On either side of the Church
Collided violently into me
The marriage of fear and hate
The death of peace
The bell tolling for solace
Still sings for me
The star of Bethlehem climbed every rung to the sky
The virgin births a stillborn
The sacrifice is found