You brought us to your gift of generosity
And all our silly games wreak havoc on your soils
When I stop to think of that
Every life is like a song that takes forever to be sung
When all our silly games wreak havoc on our spoils
When I stop to think of all that we've done
Satan's at the door
Every second, every minute, every hour, every day
He's watching you and pa**ing judgement to everybody you hold dear
When I stop to think of all that we've done
Satan's at the door
Who's he looking for?