You [bad word] You [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] You [bad word] You [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge
You [bad word] You [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge

You stand before your maker
In a state of shame
Bacause your robes are covered in mud
While your kneel at the feet
Of a woman of the street
The gutters [bad word] with blood
They [bad word] with blood!

You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge
You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge

In the days of madness
My brother, my sister
When you're dragged toward the [bad word] mouth
You will beg at the end
But there ain't gonna be one, friend
For the grave will spew you out
It will spew you out!

You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge
You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge

You'll be working in the darkness
Against your fellow man
And you'll find you're called [bad word] forth
So you'll [bad word] and you'll [bad word] But the trouble is, bud
The blood it won't wash off
No, it [bad word] off!

You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge

You [bad word]  you [bad word] You [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] You [bad word] to the City of Refuge