Where’s the gold at the rainbow’s end?
We cannot pretend live in harmony
Where’s the chance we’re waiting for?
It’s a lie, it’s a sin, there’s nothing more

At the end of day comes an uneasy sensation
My senses all alert
I’m full of anger

Where are the gifts on Christmas tree?
I’m bleeding myself into the machinery
Where’s innocence in the eyes of a child?
We’re massacred by empty promises

At the beginning of night comes a resolution
I must do something
I’m full of anger

Where’s Heaven for the goods ones?
I left my task undone
Where are the jobs
We need to survive?
I care about this God damned business

As dawn comes in, I see determination
Don’t get close to me
I’m full of anger