You were too young to play the fool, but Sometimes they break the rules. Burdened by your emotional bruise; Hovering the skies, the demons roost. I hear them voices ringing, Halleleu -- A child is born. I hear them angels Singing, Halleleu -- Halleleujah, I tend to believe in things uncertain. I tend to conceive in things uncertain. They were always chasing after you But you angel held fast, wouldn't Let them through. Now they crucify Her -- what will you do? Darkening The skies, the demons roost. You were young enough to believe. You pray. You were too young, Young and free to take it away. But I saw your knees, Were down, on what they said. And you were young, and so naieve, that's you.