Make a choice, does it feel like a race
The 13th going through outer space
Just to be the first to the clouds
A zeppelin crashing to the ground
There's a slim chance to make it
Just to be here a little insane
Everyone tries to set their goal
All it takes is one big change
Here to kill your lies
Here to break your ties
Fly to the moon
The nations way
Fly on the wall
The era is gray
A bed to lie
The dead are lain
And we still
Sacrifice
Some people hunger for power
A nuclear disaster caused by a coward
Some people want change to be done
All within an hour
Simple to do and easy to fail
Since time had started to inhale
Take a flame and feed the fame
Its the last thing needed to put to shame
We're like birds on a powerline
Names stuck on a goldmine
Birds on a powerline
Travelers stuck in time
Birds on a powerline
Some will fry some will fly
Hey cant you see the trouble in me