Now choose this day Who you will serve To be the light In a darkened world Become the light In this darkened world It's in your hands I've seen so much corruption And it's hard to endure

Killer, ripper, who are you Take a look into the mirror then you will know Heaven fire up my blood I'm waiting for something that's better Down on his knees he sees the devil weeping/whinging his tongue Mr. Cadillac doesn't even know he's been fighting

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' that he's so willin' To make whoopee Picture a little love nest

Brother will kill brother Spilling blood across the land Killing for religion Something I don't understand Fools like me,who cross the sea And come to foreign lands Ask the sheep,for their beliefs Do you kill on God's command? A country that's divided

I have opened my eyes to see to see the world the surrounds me daily I refuse to be led by the majority Can't compromise I and I To pass judgment Judgment will be passed upon you I will stand up for who we are Never moved by condemnation No one is placed

Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler Lookin' for the good life Dressed to kill She don't have to worry 'cause There's always someone else who will Loose and loaded every night Dancin' underneath the flashin' light Sayin, 'look at me, baby, look

And when your dreams have come to end How will you buy your happiness? And when your self is all you have left With what will you fill your emptiness? Mirror, mirror on the wall Who’s the ugliest of them all? Severed, crawling like spiders Injecting

We must walk alone No more time to kill tomorrow The song has born a brand new day Conscience has been cast away Evil has been blessed with prays Heroes end up in disgrace So who will be our savior now That judge your angels to the ground It's a lonely

I have opened my eyes to see to see the world the surrounds me daily I refuse to be led by the majority Can't compromise I and I To pass judgment Judgment will be passed upon you I will stand up for who we are Never moved by condemnation No one is placed

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice Its really killin' That he's so willin' to make whoopee Now picture a little love