Hordes of sick men blind and brainwashed
By the scientists of the evil leaders
Hordes of sick men blind and brainwashed
By the scientists of the evil leaders
Free your mind and open your eyes
Or faith deceivers will enslave you again
They promisse you heaven, fortune, and fame
But pain and fear, all you will get from them
The book on their hands
Written with ink, made of bloody red
The believers will survive
Those don't will gonna die (gonna die)
Violence!
All the streets are so cold, but ya feel like livin' in Hell
Rise up!
Rise up your soul, feeling hot, but inside you're so frozen
Nice one!
Cry out, crying out for the people are dyin'
Mighty devil or the angel
Mighty devil or the angel up above my roof
Mighty devil or the angel up above my roof
Mighty devil or the angel up above my roof
Hordes of sick men blind and brainwashed
By the scientists of the evil leaders
Hordes of sick men blind and brainwashed
By the scientists of the evil leaders
Hordes of sick men blind and brainwashed
By the scientists of the evil leaders
