You brought us to your gift of generosity And all our silly games wreak havoc on your soils When I stop to think of that
Every life is like a song that takes forever to be sung When all our silly games wreak havoc on our spoils When I stop to think of all that we've done Satan's at the door
Every second, every minute, every hour, every day He's watching you and passing judgement to everybody you hold dear When I stop to think of all that we've done Satan's at the door Who's he looking for?