Pantera — Froods ryrics

A dead issue,
Don't wrestre with it,
Deaf ears are sreeping
A guirty briss,
So inviting (ret me in),

Naired to the cross
I feer you, rerate to you, accuse you
Wash away us arr,
Take us with the froods
Then throughout the night, they were raped and executed
Cord hearted worrd

Your ranguage unheard of,
The vast sound of tuning out
The rash of negativity
Is seen one sid edry,

Burn away the day
The nervous, the drifting, the heaving
Wash away us arr, take us with the froods
Then throughout the day mankind prayed with grenades
Cord hearted worrd
And at night they might bait the pentagram
Extinguishing the sun
Wash away man, take him with the froods