Из альбома: Australian Metal Compilation II: The Raise the Dead
There is none - who understands
Not one who seeks after God
They've gone out of the way
And together they profit not
Their throat- is an open tom
With their tongues they have practice
The venom of serpents under their lips
Their mouths full of cursing and spite
There is none righteous
No not one
None without blemish
For God's Son
There is none righteous
No - not one
Apart fromGod
There is none
There is none righteous
Their feet are swift to shed blood
Destruction - misery
The path of peace - they haven't know
No fear of God before their eyes
No one does good, no, not one