Water for the Wicked کے بول

All the misguided people Have no place to rest Given to their misdeeds And driven from their best And breakin' in to the midnight hour A fire is in their breast Water for the wicked Water for the wicked Just a drop to cool his tongue The law will lower the hammer From where will mercy come So many burn with a fever They're lookin' for relief Greed becomes a desert And it makes a man a thief His life becomes a gamble His mind is filled with grief Water for the wicked Water for the wicked Just a drop to cool his tongue The law will lower the hammer From where will mercy come If we seek Will we find Find the childlike heart we left behind There is the light from which all mercy comes Water for the wicked Water for the wicked Just a drop to cool his tongue The law will lower the hammer From where will mercy come