Sinners on their chance to strike. willing to let die To reap the harvest of one's work, now it's time to crucify Crawling under lines of blama, in their hands they've got your fate Now we've lost the game of man, misjudged by laws we hate Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we haven't got a choice