Controlling the world running wild
If we have something to say they deny all hope
He had a dream
Wanted us to be free
It's not the way it was meant to be
The world is controlled by the devil servants
That when died it was not in vein
It was for eternal life
We mustn't be undedicated to our faith
Or weakened by the thought
Of giving hell to our foes.
If were fighting for our souls
Why should they succeed?