I look upon this perfect world
Filled with hate
Lust and greed
I ponder where my God has gone
When all the human people fall

Step one two three
We’re on our own again
Lost in the head of the race I see
Fighting against ourselves

There’s a picture painted on the wall
Angels in Heaven seeking faith
We were born in their image
Perfection to the core
Sinners to be damned

It seems to me
The more I believe
The more that I despise
Every breath ever taken
For something I cannot see

Listen to the winds of change
Destruction as an overcast of devotion
An unmistakable weapon for vengeance
A result against a procedure of faith
Yet devoid of all emotion by humanity

This perfect world born of righteous deeds
Screams pain for destiny
Since god has seen a path bestowed
Upon our naked brows
With no help we forever push on

On and on and on we step forward
And I enjoy the pain I breed in men
For love can ignite the stars
Or bear witness to a rape
To the mutilation of innocence

No God of mine
Would let humans reign supreme
For worthless dogs could better
In the position of power that we so desire
More then life itself could ever mean to us