Stop - Death Angel

Stop!

Drifting Fool

The Truth I Must Bestow In You

Many Times I’ve Seen

Men As You Then I Smashed Their Dreams

Reason Of No Cause

Besides I Myself Set The Laws

You Won’t Be Set Free

From Internal Fears Implanted By Me

Feeding Off His Hand

As If He Was Your Master

Serving His Demand

I Want To Talk About It

I’ll Guide You Only Right

Yes My Child To The Light

Many Seem To Fear

What If Their Peers Happen To Hear

That He Believes In The Truth

Oh What A Shame To Rebellious Youth

Take It From Me

The Cowards Are Those Who Cease To See

I Can’t Tell You What To Do

I Can’t Tell You What To Say

Only Can Advise You

Help You Along The Way