You who find it hard to decide What's there between wrong and right You stand at the edge of decay What's there, nothing left to say God bring life We are in the line of your fire It's like a funeral pyre We have no cause to admire It's your right wing goal and desire God bring life Born from puritancal will Lived, or was sentenced to hell Born again, yeah, born to be wild Lived all of this life in denial God bring life