Believing

Believing

I was born with nothing at all

No home, no freedom, and no wealth

I was living without hope

No chance to crawl out of my hole

I’m ready to get blood on my hands

I’ll be an instrument of god

I know exactly what he wants

And who he wants to die

The holy men they came to me

They said I was part of their plans

They filled my mind they filled my soul

I owe everything to them

Your whole world is so corrupt

The women do just as they please

You have turned your back on god

I will show you how to live