2005 The Fury of Our Maker’s Hand - 09 Impending disaster

There’s dirt on my shoes and there mud on his back 
He’s been chasing his nightmares for days  [bad word] with evil, its impending disaster 
I’ve finally steered clear of his way 

I see it staring you down 
I feel it wrapping around  [bad word] taking you down so quick 
I see it staring you down 
I feel it wrapping around  [bad word] taking you down so quick 

Why can’t I help my friend when he won’t even help himself 

I can’t yell at you because 
I’ve yelled at myself so many times 
Hard times, hard times  [bad word] we’re two of a kind 

I can’t yell at you because 
I’ve yelled at myself so many times 
Who now is to blame 
When karma [bad word] around 

Hard times and troubles we all live in peril 
Its difficult, full of dismay 
He buries his feelings, he shrouds his light 
With oh so many evil thoughts 

It’s the dirt on your shoes 
It’s mud on our back 
That makes us one in the same 

I see it staring you down 
I feel it wrapping you round  [bad word] taking you down so quick 

I can’t yell at you because 
I’ve yelled at myself so many times 
Hard times, hard times  [bad word] we’re two of a kind

I can’t yell at you because 
I’ve yelled at myself so many times 
Who now is to blame 
When karma [bad word] around 

With oh so many evil things
Oh so
Oh so evil things
Oh so evil things

Who now is to blame
When karma [bad word] around