Hallelujah
The inspiration for this was the tragic shooting at Heaton Park Synagogue, Manchester where two people died 2/10/25 I heard there was a secret chord, That David played, it pleased the Lord. But you don't really care for music, do you. While the singing filled the air, The spider creeping from it's lair. It's bite will try to stop the strains of Hallelujah. The seeds were sown, the table laid. The dice was cast the price was paid. The clouds came down and fog obscured the reason. Words were written in the sand. Wiped over by the Mistrel's hand. Listen to the wind say - Hallelujah. Fed with venom, filled with hate. Death is waiting at the gate. You really want to change the music - don't you. As the people round you cry. The shouts ignored, the bullets fly. The darkness falls and all you hear is - Hallelujah. I heard there was a secret chord That David played, it pleased the Lord But you don't want to sing it, do you.. Instead the hate inside you swelled. A lonely...