As we touched down on the tarmac they strode out to greet us. It was under a blue snake-skin sky. With a handshake of welcome they set their agenda. With their smiles never touching their eyes. We've been here before on the edge of a promise. Surrender is all that remains. But we'll see them in hell we'll see them in hell. We'll see them in hell before then. You made me a coward - I can't stand what I've become. What I most of all regret is not what I did. But all the things that I left undone. Like nobody learns and nothing is changed. You ask me to follow again. But I'll see you in hell see you in hell.