Living this life is a lie I run away from the criminals, and run into The arms of the crew We can run and will take Care of there own, We run into the night From the angels and the archangels and into the Arms of the devil, He comforts me as the Demons and angels battle For supreme power of the Earth all you hear is the Battle crys of the demons The criminals run ammuke As you look around and see Blood and guts this is now the Battle of the earth