ItS nOt OuR fAte, tO lIvE wItH hAte

They've been waiting there,  in the devil's snare

AS the world throws stones,   from ancestor's bones

Throwing their darts,   pulled from their hearts

knives in your back,  malicious attacks

Born in sin,   seeded within

Til' Salvation begins,   the devil's our kin

Pulpits in question,   matching suggestion

fortune and fame,  drive people insane

Greedy for gold,  selling  their soul

God only knows,  when kingdoms of old

Fall and grow rotten,  But God's not forgotten

God is with us,  believe that and trust

The God of all time,  said vengeance is mine

Leave it alone,  with agates and stones

That sleep with the rust,  in our history's dust