"It is required of every man that the spirit within him
Should walk abroad among his fellow men
And if that spirit goes not forth in life
He is condemmed to do so after death
To witness what he cannot share
But might have shared and turned to happiness"
We took advantage of the poor
We specialised in causing pain
And if you could not pay the rent
"There was the year we evicted the entire orphanage"
"Hmm, I remember the little tykes, all standing in the snow bank-"
"With their little frost-bitten teddy bears!"
Our hearts were painted black
Would put us both in shackles
So prison comes with hate
"True, there was something about mankind we loved-"
"I think it was their money!"
You′re doomed for all time
Your future is a horror story
Your chains are forged by what you say and do
A nightmare waits for you
And now it's time to part
To go back to where they keep our kind
The wretched and the heartless
The news we shared has got you scared
We′re glad we got through