Lord Of This World — текст песни (black sabbath)

you`re searching for your mind don`t know
where to start
can`t find the key to fit the lock on
your heart
you think you know but you are never
quite sure
your soul is ill but you will not find a cure

your world was made for you by
someone above
but you choose evil ways instead of love
you made me master of the world where
you exist
the soul i took from you was not
even missed

lord of this world
evil possessor
lord of this world
he`s your confessor now!

you think you`re innocent you`ve nothing
to fear
you don`t know me, you say, but isn`t
it clear?
you turn to me in all your worldly greed
and pride
but will you turn to me when it`s your
turn to die?