Naked Sunday Lyrics

You're the fuel to the fire
You're the weapons of war
You're the irony of justice and the father of law
I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

You're the champion of sorrow
You're the love and the pain
You're the fighter of evil
Yet you're one and the same
I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Turn the other cheek of time
We're all gods children, the giver of live
Follow me, we will survive