Pounding at your chest with the fist of god
The pounding that burns deep inside of you
Lines that blur the point to your redemption
Perfect dreams come crashing into view
Angels are calling - Godspeed
Whispering softly - Godspeed
Repeating your mantra - Godspeed
Godspeed to you
Spinning tales Speak of some lost innocence
Tears shall wash the walls that never shine
Days spent chasing Shiva in the shallow room
Nights chased with abandon down the line
Angels are calling - Godspeed
Whispering softly - Godspeed
Repeating your mantra - Godspeed
Godspeed to you.