Visions Of Hell lyrics

Up from the dust, the dying groan The wounded souls, cry for help, with no reply In the darkest hour, the killer awakes To kill poor, steal their souls, with his lies Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell Protect the poor, thus says the Lord This is our cross, given by God, the maker of all A common bond, unites our souls The rich and poor, are all the same, to God above Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry The Father of Lies, The Serpent of Old, sends visions of hell Indifference reigns, in their time of need All of our strength, will be removed, says the Lord We are called to love, we are called to give We are called to do, called to live as Christ once did Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry Blistering flesh, feeds the stench, a vision of hell Empty mouths, bloated bowels, the wounded cry The Father of Lies, The Serpent of Old, sends visions of hell