What Kind of Hell

Here I stand with the book in my right hand
Every word I say is the truth
Here I am with my hand on my heart
Trying to represent me and you
Piled high in front of my eyes
The evidence you cannot ignore
Sick and tired of wasting my life
Sick and tired of wasting my time
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell
Let the judge come into the room
I want him to hear every word said
Let the trial begin with the accusations
I lay at your feet
Your defence is crumbling slowly
You cannot get a witness to stand
What’s it like when millions of voices
Stand up and call you a cheat
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell
Judgment is coming, make no mistake
In time, in time, in time
You’ll be judged as you did judge yourself, yourself
I’ve seen the world from twelve misty mountains
Travelled down the roads in the east (what kind of hell)
I’ve seen the sun set red in the distance
Rise up to the light of the day (what kind of hell)
I see the truth in the eyes of the children
Walking in the sight of a gun (what kind of hell)
I’ve had the world in the palm of my hand for you I’d cast it all in
The fire
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell
What kind of hell
What kind of hell am I living in
Only time will tell