Diseased Lyrics

Fear Of God Diseased

Cold wars...Genocide...
  Slavery of Man
 Third World poverty...
Multimillionaires
 Mass starvation,
      but don't be
    alarmed
    That
      part of the
 population
 doesn't matter
  much anyway
 Blood drunk like
water, now no
 more rain
 No more victims for
    for the altar
In the temple of decay
  Watch the frightened
 refugee seeking
   sanctuary
     His govern-
   ment
 wants him
  dead...
 He has no choice.
       Old woman in the
     gutter, just barely alive
    The crown turns
   look away
  They never ask why.
Why are we DISEASED?