Where evil deeds and evil minds
enslave the human spirit
where anything but crying seems a
hopeless waste of breath
midst agony a sudden whisper,

and from afar
behold a Lockheed Shooting Star
comes whistling down the ridge


Where wicked souls and wicked tongues
sow envy in the minds of men
where anything but dying seems a
hopeless waste of breath
midst life\'s last sighs a thunder,

and from anear
behold a Lockheed Silver Spear
comes spitting led and fire


Where malice men and malice hearts
lie crushed mongst broken chains
where now a joyful singing seems a
hopeful use of breath
midst growing hope a flash of light,

above us far
behold that Lockheed Shooting Star
is climbing back to heaven