Presagio

Yesterday I had a dream
I dreamed of an angel
It appeared as an ox
Its lips were, were wide open
It was standing on one foot
Oh, oh, oh

It took a handful, a handful of dirt
It sniffed it, very slowly
It fixed its eyes looking north
It fixed its eyes, and it told me
Oh, oh, oh

Nighttime arrived, a very black night
The laughter faded, deathly silence
Missiles fell down, a thousand bombs fell down
Children fell, women fell
Oh, oh, oh