Across a painted desert lies
A train of vagabonds
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 on to jury
Is that all we ever know
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
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