Hey kids, a perfect word for everything I think of youYou were concocted by my gods with a sonic air-foilDo a chance, do a trick, do all that I wish youI shall obliterate you, and that's what I love about youCan you feel my anger?Gross, really classy dayDid I say my thanks? I did, I said my thanksSatan has been beatFocused on his power more than the thingI'd stop myself and sympathize with every single lifeSimple as the lies I've spoken, I trust the lies I've pledgedIt's legit, madness, obscene, it's the villainous of my guiltCannot budget my fear, I'll take my sword and my dead bowCan you see our numbers?We grow with each passing dayDid I say my thanks? I did, I said my thanksSatan has been beatFocused on his power more than the thingWe'll dig a tree, I'll paint you black, yellow, white and redI'm brushing up my brother and our daughters around your neckIn a corner we see a child and a father who beats the wifeNo one yet can see the effect this has upon his lifeTwenty years down the road, he's a living example of his fatherLives his life for the drink of the bottle and beats his two-year-old daughterAnd I can see your name between the linesBroken bodies fill bloodied fields, the billions of soldiers dieOthers fill the fields, others fill the skiesJust what have we accomplished? Just what have we become?Satisfy nothing but a selfish greed and kill our very childrenI can hear you laughing all the whileMust you know and hate the words of God?God and truth is mine, your time will come