Testo Like Wolves

Watching as the skies part and recede
Exposing cold steel pointed at the ground
We're looking down the barrel of a plane crash
And staring blankly at monitors

Pumping narration into fertile lives
Barking orders from a world away
Lining caskets with feeble minds It's no surprise we continue
To feed on hollow points

Their war machines keep on burning
Bridges from across the pond
As western messiahs fly blind
At the control of a preemptive strike

Pumping narration into fertile lives
Barking orders from a world away
Lining caskets with feeble minds
It's no surprise we continue
To feed on hollow points

Their treaties and conventions A facade like wolves
Drape across peasant shoulders
Searching through wreckage and debris
For a bedside prophet