Televised Static shade Suspended overhead We're awaiting the terror It's in our eyes It's in our lungs It's in the making now And growing out of sight I'm shivering on the pavement Incoherent The landscape flickering With weaponry We're taken Subtitled The peril The peril Chained to the skies Subtitled If you read this it means you still have eyes Gravitate At the end of days Awaiting the blast And the wild blue yonder Synchronized Suicide Eight bells For what I've seen Subtitled The peril The peril Chained to the skies Subtitled If you read this it means you still have eyes Mothers waiting in rows for the shadows of their children Mothers waiting in rows for the shadows of their children