Paroles de Naked Sunday

You're the fuel to the fire You're the weapons of war You're the irony of justice And the father of law I've been waiting for awhile to Meet you For the chance to shake your Hand To give you thanks for all the Suffering you command And when all is over and we Return to dust Who will be my judge and which One do I trust? You're the champion of sorrow You're the love and the pain You're the fighter of evil Yet you're one and the same Been waiting awhile to meet you For the chance to shake your Hand To give you thanks for all the Suffering you command And when all is over and we Return to dust Who will be my judge and which One do I trust? An eye for and eye A tooth for a tooth Turn the other check of time We're all gods children, the giver of life Follow me, we will survive.