The John Berchman Victory Choir
Will bring you the dawn with a sweet harmony
They always stink of sweat and last night's beer
Working to free the world of gravity

They only sing about answered prayers
And every word translates as a “Thank you”
There to drown out all the voices of despair
So only heaven's music can touch you

Stop haunting your bed
And drop all the chains of the dead
Wake up, wake up and tie up your shoes
It doesn't matter what you do
What you do

You don't need a white beard with a throne
To tell you to kill what you love
There's no justice in such a cold heart
No doorway to what lies above

Well I love The Victory Choir
It's all my heart desires
Wake up, wake up the sky's already blue
It doesn't matter what you do
What you do
What you do
What you do