• They murder the innocent,
    They say in their hearts;
    Shoot in the dark,
    Our soul hates the lover of violence.

    It will rain coals of fire and sulfur,
    Speak lies to eath other;
    Flattering lips and a double heart,
    Sorrow in my heart all night long.

    Sleep soundly of death,
    You have done terrible things;
    In the night my conscience warns me,
    How long will you hide your face from me?