Sick of hypocrisy Sick of the lies Evil so prevalent Evil must die... Burn it up Fan the flames Wind blows the ashes Yet, evil remains The corrupt and violent The sick and twisted The evil amongst us Morals have drifted Evil is a plague Rotting mind and soul Evil must die Before we can grow Burn it down Fan the flames Spread the ashes Yet, evil remains Evil wears patience Evil wears skin Points its finger While living within Evil is inside of us Inner voices that lie Feed it or starve it Choose what will die... Burn it down Fan the flames Scorch the Earth Still it remains Conquer your demons Stand and decide Evil lives on When good looks aside
