SanatThe Spirit Of Man

The voice of the Devil

is heard around

Listen do you hear

them drawing near

in their search for

the sinners?

Feeding on the

power of our fear

and the evil within us

Incarnation of Satan's

creation of all

that we dread

When the demons arrive

those alive

would be better

off dead

There must be

something worth

living for

There must be

something worth

trying for

Even some things

worth dying for

And if one man

could stand tall

there must be

hope for us all

Somewhere

Somewhere in the

spirit of man

Once there was a time

when I believed

without hesitation

That the power of

love and truth

could conquer all

in the name of salvation

Tell me what kind

of weapon is love

when it comes

to the fight?

And just how much

protection is truth

against all

Satan's might?

There must be

something worth

living for

There must be

something worth

trying for

Even some things

worth dying for

And if one man

could stand tall

there must be

some hope for us all

Somewhere

Somewhere in the

spirit of man

Did time warn them

pray I said

Destroy the Devil I said

They won't listen

I could've saved

the world

But now

it's too late

Too late

No Nathanial

Oh no Nathanial

No Nathanial no

there must be

more to life

There has to be a way

that we can restore

to life the love

we used to know

no Nathanial no

There must be

more to life

There has to be a way

that we can restore

to life the light

that we have lost

Now darkness has

descended on our land

and all your prayers

cannot save us

Like fools we've let

the Devil take command

of the souls

that God gave us

To the altar of evil

like lambs

to the slaughter

we're led

When the demons arrive

the survivors will envy

the dead

There must be

something worth

living for

No there is nothing!

There must be

something worth

trying for

I don't believe it's so

Even some things

worth dying for

If just one man

could stand tall

there would be

some help for us all

Somewhere

Somewhere in

the spirit of man

There is a curse

on Mankind

We may as well

be resigned

to let the Devil

the Devil take

the spirit of man