Wondering what you are Wondering what you do Out there in the dark God, I'm so afraid I am terrified 'Cause you wear the mark I can't see through that horrible face Feel the heat from your merciless grace Kindead, Kindead BORN OF SIN RAISED ON THE SUN SUMMON YOUR KIN AND DIE FROM MY GUN Turning out the light Reaching for my gun Longing for the sun Dreaming 'bout a world Where I'm all alone Please, be gone And I scream from the top of my lungs When I dream 'bout the world where you're from Kindead, Kindead