Cast Down – A Life Like Dream – letras

The wicked plot against the justWith blood thirsty teethThey draw the sword to cut downAll the poor and needy the wicked boast in evilAnd their tongue plans destructionThey love to speak their liesDevouring words will cease for no oneHow longWill the wicked prosperThey soonWill be cut down like grassPride serves as their necklaceViolence covers them like clothesTheir eyes bulge with abundanceAs they weigh outThe violence of their handsIn the end they will be cast down to destructionIn the end they will be brought to desolation