Victims - Shadow Gallery

Downtown I walk

Through New York City so hot

The summer swelter melting

Got things on my mind right now

In the alleys that I take

They just don’t give up an inch

I turned and saw it all

I watched him fall

I tried to catch him

But they knocked me out cold too

«Babylon» he cried

The cost in flesh and blood is rising high

Things are falling apart, it all seems

Bleeding in the gutter

The waste of random acts of violence

Where’s the Savior to rescue our dreams?

Desperation’s crawling

We’re victims of a world that’s gone so wrong!

Hours later when I woke

I was lying in some darkened basement rescue mission

They’re tending to my needs and my wounds

They were such a sorry lot

The very bottom of the social ladder

I just caught myself before I cried

They’ve nothing at all

But they’re the only ones there to help

Eden’s sin’s alive

Stalking me, stalking everyone

Things are falling apart, it all seems

Tears that speak in volumes

The eyes of all these hopeless people

Where’s the Savior to rescue our dreams?

Desperation’s crawling

On victims of a power-hungry world!