Lyrics:

And are those real angels in the magazines?
Oh, is there a heaven? You`d know now you`ve been
Are those real stars that hang in the sky?
Or are they man made? A trick of the light?

Amen, Amen, Amen

And is there a God up there? `So, where does he hide?
`Cause the devil is raging inside my mind
And is there a moment where it all makes sense?
When saying goodbye, doesn`t feel like the end?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

Sometimes I can`t help blaming you
For leaving me here, what am I supposed to do?
There`s plenty of women, there`s drink and there`s drugs
But we both know that won`t be enough
`Cause I see you in the daytime, and I hear you at night
There`s a pale imitation burnt in my eyes
I don`t want to be here, I don`t know what to do
Sometimes I`d rather be dead, at least then I`m with you

Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen