Across a painted desert
lies a train of vagabonds
All that's left
of what we were
it's what we have become
Once our empires glorious
but now the empire's gone
The dead gave us
the time to live
and now our time is done
Now we are victorious
we've become our slaves
A land of hope and glory
building graveyards
for the brave
Have you seen
the writing on the wall
Have you seen that writing
Can you see
the riders on the storm
Can you see them riding
Can you see them riding
Holding onto fury
is that all we ever know
Ignorance our
judge and jury
all we've got to show
From Hollywood to Babylon
holy war to kingdom come
On a trail of
dust and ashes when the
burning sky is done
A tide of change is coming
and that is what you fear
The earthquake
is a-coming
but you don't want to hear
You're just too blind to see
Have you seen
the writing on the wall
Have you seen that writing
Can you see
the riders on the storm
Can you see them riding
Can you see them riding
Riding next to you
Have you seen
the writing on the wall
Have you seen that writing
Can you see
the riders on the storm
Can you see them riding
Have you seen
the writing on the wall
Have you seen that writing
Can you see
the riders on the storm
Can you see them riding
Can you see them riding
Riding next to you