Naked Sunday

You're the fuel to the fire

You're the weapons of war

You're the irony of justice

And the father of law

I've been waiting awhile to meet you

For the chance to shake your hand

To give you thanks for all the suffering you command

And when all is over and we return to dust

Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

You're the champion of sorrow

You're the love and the pain

You're the fighter of evil

Yet you're one and the same

Been waiting awhile to meet you

For the chance to shake your hand

To give you thanks for all the suffering you command

And when all is over and we return to dust

Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth

Carrying the other to your side

We're all God's children, the giver of life

But only we will survive

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah

Angst, woah oh oh

Angst, yeah