Tell me your psalms and I'll tell you mine

Manic preachers

Slippery road to wales

Boat with no sail

Sending people off the rails

An angel's on your tail

And it's too dark



Brutality

Impartiality is now a reality

Oppression suppression is their occupation

Tolerance they boast they have got

We are aware they have not

Without us it would be total destruction

Green says you will be fed

Gold is holding an eternal internal glow

Red is gonna run like river jordan

Listen now

These words check now

The eyes of man can see

The mind for eye must be

Red rolled and seen

To really know what it mean



Tears behind my eyes

Feeling bitter

Weeping as he wails

Emotional

Trying to stay on the rails

An angel on harp

Who's too sharp



Babylon

Has no productions

Only slavery and confusion

Rasta going to cramp them and paralyse them

Devils for the situation