Fire, earthquake and disaster
Nobody can save you, not even the pastor
You slaughter well like the animal in the pasture
Why you a break all the laws of my heart for you falling down?
Me say you not go live to see the morning come
You wicked empire, me a chant it down
Cause you follow Lucifer, the falling sun
With him fluttering lips and him charming tongue
The most high blessing, I a call it dung
Cause the people a suffer like dog
When the weeping and the mourning and bawling done
You a go get stunned
Things a get drastic from a full