A million prayers,
went up to heaven,
they went for nothing.
A million pleas,
came back down,
they said stop asking.
So much blood on my hands (2x)
The angels cried,
?You can do nothing?
Our hearts have sunken.
Cause the focus of our dreams
Was fraudulent yet weary
That the Lord?s wrath who?d come
So much blood on my hands x5
So much blood on my hands (3x)