Dream Theater On The Backs Of Angels
Standing on the backs of angels
Destined to create
Mounting the attack
While heroes carry (our?) weight
We spiral towards disaster
Survival fading faster
Riding out the wave
Content to feed off 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
Shelter me,
Guide me to the edge of the water
Selfless are the righteous
Burden me,
Lead me like a lamb to the slaughter
The lines drawn in between.
What is right and what is wrong
Victims on the radar
Straining us along
We're on to your agenda
The dead and (want to know where?)
(Selfless?) are the righteous
Burden me
Lead me like a lamb to the slaughter
