Album: Purple

Naked Sunday


You're the fuel to the fire You're the weapons of war
You're the irony of justice And the father of law

I've been waiting for a 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...

You're the champion of sorrow You're the love and the pain
You're the fighter of evil Yet you're one and the same

I've been waiting for a 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..