When the lights go down you feel it come alive   Driven by the dread of love that never passes by   When the night unfolds a veil across the day   Waiting for the flood to come to wash the stains away      Look at the clouded sky   Poisoned rain, angels cry   Cracks show in the seal      Tonite a thousand angels fall   Heaven’s up against the wall   Changes holding sway   We can make you anyone   By the morning we’ll be gone   The ministry of saints      You’re afraid to disappear beneath the waves   Bread and circus, bread and wine   They rain on your parade   Round and round and round   You’re spinning like a wheel   Crying for redemption you break the seventh seal      We’re cleansing your soul from sin   Plead for you, angels sing   We’re taking pride of place      Tonite a thousand angels fall   Heaven’s up against the wall   And change is holding sway   We can make you anyone   By the morning we’ll be gone   The ministry of saints      Tonite a thousand angels fall   Heaven’s up against the wall   And change is holding sway   We can make you anyone   By the morning we’ll be gone   The ministry of saints