The Writing on the Wall

Across a painted desert lies a train of vagabonds All that's left of what we were it's what we have become Once our empire's glorious but now the empire's gone The dead gave us the time to live and now our time is done Now we are victorious, we've become our slaves A land of hope and glory building graveyards for the brave Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Can you see them riding? Holding on to fury is that all we ever know Ignorance our judge and jury all we've got to show From Hollywood to Babylon - holy war to kingdom come On a trail of dust and ashes - when the burning sky is done A tide of change is coming and that is what you fear The earthquake is a coming but you don't want to hear You're just too blind to see Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Can you see them riding, riding next to you? [Guitar solos] Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Have you seen the writing on the wall? Have you seen that writing? Can you see the riders on the storm? Can you see them riding? Can you see them riding, riding next to you?