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.