Satan Speeds Up

You brought us to your gift of generosity

And all our silly games wreak havoc on your soils

When I stop to think of all that

Every life is like a song that takes forever to be sung

When all our silly games wreak havoc on our spoils

When I stop to think of all that we've done

Satan's at the door

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day

He's watching you

And passing judgement to everybody you hold dear

And when I stop to think of all that we've done

Satan's at the door

Who's he looking for?