The Good of Man

Are you confident in the existence of love
And if we use it enough all hate will descend?
Have you learned from the crib that satan is the mess?
And the toothless carpenter Jesus your everlasting friend?

Just listen, the good of man is laid to its rest
While grenades do their job in the foxes nest

Ruler of heavens been beaten on the ground
Faith turned out short facing knuckles of man
Kick him while he's down you say, I wanna dance to the sound
Keep the old defrauder alive as long as you can

Just listen, the good of man is laid to its rest
While grenades do their job in the foxes nest

I know it - Life shows it
They know it - Death proves it
Compassion - Life’s buried
They know it - so do we

Don't let him die ´till he knows that "forgiveness"
..is but a word, represented by none

Just listen, the good of man is laid to its rest
While grenades do their job in the foxes nest