Naked Sunday (Live At Castaic Lake Natural Amphitheater, 7293)

Youre the fuel to the fire
Youre the weapons of war
Youre the irony of justice
And the father of law
Ive been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?
Angst..
Youre the champion of sorrow
Youre the love and the pain
Youre the fighter of evil
Yet youre one and the same
Been waiting while to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?
Angst..