I'll die by hatred before the sword (Before the sword, before the sword) Can you hear all of the screaming, Lord? (The screaming, the screaming) My heaven is on earth with bullet shells With fields full of hearses, I curse this hell Do you see the limbs washed up on the shore? (Washed up on the shore, washed up on the shore) Can you feel the heart of a bleeding corpse? (A bleeding corpse, a bleeding corpse) My heaven is on earth with bullet shells With fields full of hearses, I curse this hell I'm trying, I'm still trying I'm dying, I'm still dying They're crying, I'm still crying I'm trying, I'm still trying I'm trying, I'm still trying I'm dying, I'm still dying They're crying, I'm still crying I'm trying, I'm still trying Up there in heaven, do you have a plan? Because down here, I'm in evil hands