The thought of a man
Dictating lives
Is one I don't care to live inside
The fires of hell burn bright on the summit of tonight
The gods they will decide
On who is spared who dies and the god's ain't known for being kind
Lands are burning people turning
Fighting riots in the streets
Men and brutes all alike will we survive
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Dragon fire pure inside
They shall not come to die
But they decide on who is spared
And the gods ain't known for being kind
Lands are burning people turning
Fighting riots in the streets
Men and brutes all alike will we survive
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good
Woah
Woah
Woah
If the gods be good