Warriors of the Light - God of the Poor Lyrics

They say you will give us what nobody gives
They we will have if we now need it all
But, do you really arewhat those strangers have said
'Cause don't even feel the relief of your speech
God of the poor won't release them from pain
Arranging and trading their lives with the rich
An ominous supper whose crumbs feeds the faith
Will lead them to darkness... As always has been
Helpless, our people, stuck to these lies
Hopeless, they're all afraid to die
But, Some day light will shine in their numbed minds
Only they'll be free by their hands
Alone
Where's the god of the poor?
Where's the god of the poor?
Where's the god of the poor?
Helpless, our people, stuck to these lies
Hopeless, they're all afraid to die
But, Some day light will shine in their numbed minds
Only I'll be free by my hands