Sacrilege (UK) - At d**h's Door lyrics

The new day is dawning they start counting the dead The hard swollen bellies of the children not fed Their land dry and parched still they pray for the rain The ma**acre continues yet again and again Year after year the lands ring d**h's bell The children blind's eyes have a sad tale to tell Their limbs bent and twisted, their minds hold no spark Their crying in vain for no light breaks the dark The land holds the hammer but mankind deals the blow Economics and profit before compa**ion we show Our excesses waste as the wealthy grow fat Rather than give to the needy they'll let the food rot At d**h's door they stand, only suffering they know