1. ON THE BACKS OF ANGELS

Standing on the backs of angels destined to create
Mounting the attack while heroes carry over
We spiral toward disaster
Survival fading faster

Riding out the wave, content to feed on the machine
Leading us to death, the new American dream
You’re blinded by your hunger
Beware, your days are numbered

Tears fall from the shameless
Shout to me, guide me to the edge of the water
Selfless are the righteous
Burden me, lead me like a lamb to the slaughter

Bloody lines drawn in between what is right and what is wrong
Victims of the raid are stringing us along
We’re on to your agenda
The deadened road to nowhere

Tears fall from the shameless
Shout to me, guide me to the edge of the water
Selfless are the righteous
Burden me, lead me like a lamb to the slaughter