There is a place where confusion and anger collide
The horns of devils and the wings of angels lock in a fit of war
Will peace override the torrents of fear seeping through your veins?
Will the angels flap their wings of light and elevate your pain
God has warned us against rashness, warned us to reconsider
When the clock ticks in the background as you shudder to remember
The warnings, the climax of emotion that overspill as tears
Of anger, Remember
It is better this way.