Testo: Despondent. Proud To Fail. No Explanation.

There's no good explanation,
For anything you've done.
There's no good explanation.
There's no good explanation,
For anything you've done.
There's no good explanation.
Once stood respect -
There now stands contempt.
And we now know as foes -
Those we once called friends.
There's nothing you can say.
There's no good explanation.
And there's no statement you can make;
Nothing you can say that can excuse your hate.
When will it end,
What will it take?
How many more lives,
How much more pain?
In the name of your pointless crusade.
There's no good explanation.