Holy Manna

Can you hear the screaming of the stars
As they crash into the sky
Great balls of fire leaving a bloody trail
To the place where we belong

See the ashes in the street
All my dreams are scattered there
Pieces of my loves and my memories
Lying dirty in the street

Let’s get wasted sitting round the fire
Reminisce of good old times
Recall the past withe tears for the good times
Laughter goes with the times