Lyrics The Silent Comedy – All Saints Day

I ain’t no demon, Lord
Oh look to me please
Good men are sufferin’
With the evil at ease

I look to your people, Lord
But they’re being cruel
They sleep with the criminals
That they aim to recruit
They raise in their stadiums
A poisonous brood
I think they would crucify
Oh someone like you

One day, will this be over?
Will this be over?
Will this be over?
Repeat x4

I ain’t no demon, Lord
But neither are you