Who is wise and who knows
The meaning of the signs of time
The heart of men is full of pride
Madness and cruelty
Is in the center of his soul
He will always choose force over reason
While he's alive and well
He never thinks of d**h
And when he's dead and gone
He's nothing but a fading shadow
Birth is the beginning of d**h
Can't you see?
Every pa**ing day and night d**h
Can't you feel?
No one knows the day of d**h
Whether he is rich or poor
Neither the strong or nor the weak
Has the power to change his end
As the beasts are hunted
Whether it's day or night
So are the sons of men
When d**h rides upon them suddenly