Near the gateway to Mojave, I saw a place
Both beautiful and blistering, and cruel and cold the same
The sun was like a lion, bearing down upon its prey
Death Valley stained in crimson for the moon to wash away
And there it stood dear, rose aglow for the world to look upon
One step to bringing order to a planet dipped in chaos
Can you feel it coming down?
The righteous wrath of God
Revealed from out of heaven for the innocent blood
Crying from the ground
While the wicked seemed to prosper and glory in these days
As if their ways were hidden, as if they had escaped
We have lost the sense of justice, smearing lines of right and wrong
Despising any standards, we blind and stumble on
Bleeding hearts that scream compassion, what of those who cannot cry?
A life is worth a life, justice merciful and blind
Can you feel it coming down?
The righteous wrath of God
Revealed from out of heaven for the innocent blood
Crying from the ground
Innocent blood is crying from the ground
It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down
It's coming down