The cry of the wounded Spending life in darkness, on the worldly wicked path Death will surely follow, as your controlled by hate and wrath Deception dripping from your face The victims have no name A rampage full of fear and pain No mercy for the slain The victims have no name The war between the spirits of the evil and the good You can see the hand restraining if we only understood The lies are always in your face The truth is just a game You ride along the pleasure train Just to see what you can gain Calling the streets of hell your home Feeding the black inside your soul Conquering demons as the angels fight The forces of the dark Persecuting sinners in the spirit world, the prince of the air The age of darkness soon will pass With the sword of the spirit The light will shine on us at last To hear the cry of the wounded