Raid is done All are gone Does he hear your prayers See the country burn Only misery remains All that's left is pain With sharp blades in mighty fists Now where is your god Does he even care for you

So what's left to say but we know we'll own this world! Nothing left to say that hasn't been said, We know we'll own this world! Take this shot with me, and let our worlds collide, We'll drink away all the pain that's inside. Running wild, let our minds