Filth of garbage covering the street
Parasites killing every one they meet...

I stare into the dark I'm filled with fright
As a demon comes in the night...

You tyrant you oppressor
You steal from the poor and crush them under your...

Engage the enemy and kill
Rivers of blood spill...

You look at me a stranger you see
An enemy or friend to be...

When you look into my eyes
What do you see...

When the final hour is at hand
God will take his chosen ones...

Savage you call me but not looking at yourself
You call me that name to make yourself look high...

Every word they speak you will trust
Their lie's you want to hear you must...

It is the hand of doom
That's coming for you soon...

Let the sun shine upon the window ceil a new day...

Theirs this sadness filling me
why won't God just let me be...