Is left to the lord.
And everyone's God,
Is Evil.
Businessmen and lawyers,
Lead the common man.
Where money,
Is the way of speaking.
Leaders and robbers,
Walk hand in hand.
When crime,
Is always paying.
The suit and the chains,
Together align.
And the jail cells,
Are overflowing.
Here comes the shadow,
That we made with our hands,
The sun will soon be fading.
Here comes the shadow,
To cleanse our land,
The time has come for repenting.
We scream in silence,
And whisper in crowds.
Knowledge gained,
From overhearing.
Teacher and preacher,
Guide all to abhor.
And nature itself,
Is weeping.
All that we have,
Is not what we adore.
The world itself,
Seems lacking.
The love that we send,
In a life that will end.
So many lessons,
Are left for learning.
Here comes the shadow,
That we made with our hands,
The sun will soon be fading.
Here comes the shadow,
To cleanse our land,
The time has come for repenting.
Generation of waste,
And life of excess.
And somewhere,
A child is crying.
All that we spend,
And yet we want more.
Deep inside,
We're dying.
Life is to live,
Not meant to destroy.
What was made,
We will be losing.
A new day will dawn,
For our daughters and sons.
A new chance,
For some repairing.
Here comes the shadow,
That we made with our hands,
The sun will soon be fading.
Here comes the shadow,
To cleanse our land,
The time has come for repenting.
