Look into my soul And ask the lord if he can see a child anymore I can see that there's a man From out behind the shed But I can't hide anymore. Eyes to the floor Knees to the ground And I'm holding my mouth Turn around my friend There's a knife that sticking out the small of your back I don't know just where you've been But I can see that through your skin My enemy's back Eyes to the floor Knees to the ground And I'm holding my mouth Burns on my face And I'm quick to the chase Of the sinners and saints