Of Evil And Men

Traitors blow like the wind
Without a single warning
Dope fiend worths nothing
Great purge is coming

Misfortune is a strange thing
Bad luck keeps on striking
You can't have one thing
Without having the other

Look towards days to come
And what's to be done
No mercy will be shown
God's dead! It's done!

Of evil and men
The spear of destiny
The devil, the hanged-man
An enslaved humanity