Besedila: Corrosion Of Conformity. Animosity. Prayer.

Pray for power
Pray for power
Your main weapon is mistrust
Molten minds poured int the mold
Filthy hands burning sin to be sold
God's word enforced and controlled
The bible says, so we demand to uphold
Weathered symbols slowly turn to dust
It's for power you lust
The harsh reality soon catches us

It doesn't matter to me
I'll lose that race
I don't want to die but I don't care
It's nice to think we'll go somewhere
Death and got at the same place
Pray for power