When You Walk Through the Mall

You open the door, see them all, standing there

They want your time, they want your money

To themselves

See them the devil faces looking at you

You hope for salvation soon to comeWhen you walk through them all

When you walk through them all

The street continuesDark alleys, dead-end streets

There to be found

This place seems to be

Too profoundWhen you walk through them all

When you walk through them all

The street continues