For Evil Done - Deathwish

Raising up the foul carcass of war, try helding the lambs to the slaughter once

more

The nearer you get, the harder to turn, if you will burn

Greed is the master, an evil desire, crushing the helpless, building the fire

Corroding the mind, corroding the will

Creating aggression, desire to kill

Smelling the hate in the city at night, fueling the anger, who has the right,

punish defiance

There’s no trial, there’s no jury, but soon to taste death in the face of such

fury

So talk of tomorrow, their turn to suffer will come, retribution,

a cult for the scum

But when the axe is brought down on the neck of the beast

Who knows of the evil, that will be released