Its a kind of heaven For those who suffered in this world For those who claimed for justice But crappy values are still keywords In this redemption place There is good news for honored lives The roles are now inverted Corrupted men regretting for their lies Now its time to remove the pain Of some poor and faithful souls The wind is blowing up for the justice rain To make them pay for all mistakes Killing their hopes Beyond this life God sent, The souls of good men To the hall of hell With the sword of justice in their hands In life, they tasted the injustice And testified all the pain They saw people dying and politicians rising Increasing their own gains Now its time to remove the pain Of some poor and faithful souls The wind is blowing up for the justice rain To make them pay for all mistakes Killing their hopes Confusing feelings Hear them screaming They do not believe In hell they will find more And in gods name These angels pray Choices were made Bad souls must be destroyed And then arrives the end So they can rest until another rain comes.