I Regret That I Ever Made Man

How can I send the innocent down into such wickedness?
Evil has o'er pow'red the good. The pure have been betrayed.

Everyman's imaginings inside his heart are evil things.
The Father of all living now regrets that man was ever made.

I must destroy this man that I've created.
All flesh corrupted earth its way somehow.
Violence is everywhere - a pestilence of black despair.
The end of ev'ry living thing is come before me now.

How can I send the innocent down into such wickedness?
Evil has o'er pow'red the good. The pure have been betrayed.

Everyman's imaginings inside his heart are evil things.
The Father of all living now regrets that man was ever made.