No more angels - Soilwork

Bring punishment

To get hold of me

So cold like a glance

From my eyes

Accept the way

It’s meant to be

A mental sacrifice

Go down hear the sound

Of a gentle man

Leading you

Straight to the void

Where the neon

Bastards they make

Dropouts out of leftover toys

No more angels

No more painful lies

No more strangers

Nor more waste of time

So here I am

Going straight to the plan

Never knowing that I’m damned

Walking the thread

That’s so precious to me

A secret part of my history

My time, too short

As nothing beckons to me

My time, goddamn

What is it I try to be

Fill the hole

A thousand feet below

Become the master

Of a freak show

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

No more angels

No more painful lies

No more strangers

Nor more waste of time

Bring punishment

To get hold of me

So cold like a glance

From my eyes

Accept the way

It’s meant to be

A mental sacrifice

Go down, the keeper

Of your thoughts may be

Go down, a sacred child

Who just can’t see

Counting the days

So amazed

Of this sweet and

Miserable effort

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

No more angels

No more painful lies

No more strangers

Nor more waste of time

No more angels

No more painful lies

No more strangers