A bitter man's agenda/a nihilistic view so afraid to feel inferior/just keep obscuring the truth crowned king in your wasteland/no right to sing the blues so dreadful and oppressive/yet still a SLAVE TO GLOOM NO HALOS/your life condemned and you know that the past will come back to haunt you again your path is damned I hear you've been repenting/and the grief was to severe that the stress is never ending/and the act was never quite sincere now your eyes have been pried wide open and you cant quell those fears SO YOU SUFFER/you suffer like all the rest the path you tread has never been more direct has left you with no respect has never taken you home but now its taking you down below NO ANGELS HERE/No signs of the divine no signs of the change you swore that you would make no more blind hostility/no more nights of losing sleep no more scorn or spite or hate/no more ruthless jealous rage no more harboring disdain/no more bitterness or emnity no more gods/no more pleading there are NO ANGELS HERE