Your Tomorrow

Don't you ever stop

You're a Shepherd and these people are your flock

Under darkness they make haste around the clock

With wings to gather speed

The hunted came to see

How you shelter them and kill for them to eat

So they left a pile of stars inside the gates

And climbed out through a hole in the wall

This is how the world is

This is how the world is

Listen how the world is

Falling apart

Beasties in the room

Dressed up like sheep

They're chasing down the bones from you

Stealing from their hands these passengers

Who barely have a ghost of a heart

Rifles in their hands and a massacre to plan

They are asking you to spare their lives

And the thousands that you save

They will multiply their names

And come live with you in old New York