No More Angels — Soilwork

Bring punishmentto 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

Chorus

No more angels, no more painful lies No more strangers, nore 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- to 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! (Repeat)

Chorus

No more angels, no more painful lies No more strangers, nore 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! (Repeat)

1st Lead Frenning 2nd Lead IA

So!! Cold!! Right! Now! (Repeat)

Chorus

No more angels, no more painful lies No more strangers, nore more waste of time