Lyrics

You know the type of men
who eats dust all day and pray
sins are lurking around the tree
just waiting to be released
working hard with the hands
while mind is running other errands
busy hands keep away the trouble
busy mind is trouble free

Children growing
life at it’s prime
sin was only in your mind

hold the truth dearly
at least it’s your own
foundation is built strong
justify to right the wrong

Children growing
life at it’s prime
envisioned horror filled your mind

Music & lyrics by Jari Karosto.