Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so Impersonal. Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I