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.