Sepultura Godless
There's a sickness that keeps reaching out
Reputation, reputation
Grabbing a hold of the world no control
Cowards they always leave filth in there tracks that won't wash, wash away
Mortality of the men
Fear is the motive in the things that do, that they do
Their world seems so godless
Their world seems so godless
All out to war
All out to war
The way to be stronger
By force we will conquer
The fraud the elections denying the freedom of choice from the people
Repeating the errors inventing excuses to profit from conflicts
Mortality of the men
Reputation, reputation
A world so godless
A world so godless