Drones In the Valley

While bullets shower the Earth

We turn our heads and cover our faces

Now flames devour the sky

And I hear these words in the back of my mind

Here we stand at this fork in the road

We got no time to waste, oh, which way shall we go?

This old world's spinnin' out of control

Oh, which way shall we go? Which way shall we go?

I can't believe this, it makes me sick

Fresh smell of death on your tongue

You bait the hook and here come the children

Another gravestone to sell

While you get rich in the valley of hell

Here we stand at this fork in the road

We got no time to waste, oh, which way shall we go?

This old world's spinnin' out of control

Oh, which way shall we go? Which way shall we go?

I can't believe this, it makes me sick

The devil's creepin', he's got us eatin' from his dirty hands

We feast on lies, which makes it hard for us to take a stand

Out in the desert, there's a forest full of fallen trees

It's what they want, but, no, it's not what we need

Screamin' at the ceiling doesn't make it better

Slipped into a coma, lost my favorite sweater

Ask them no more questions, you'll never catch 'em lyin'

It's time to make our move and strike 'em right between the eyes

Here we stand at this fork in the road

We got no time to waste, oh, which way shall we go?

This old world's spinnin' out of control

Oh, which way shall we go? Which way shall we go?