Back against the wall минус

While bullets shower the earth We turn our heads and cover our faces Now flames devour the sky And I hear these words in the back of my Mind Here we stand at this fork in the road We got no time to waste Oh which way shall we go? This old world's spinning out of control Oh which way shall we go? Which way shall we go? I can't believe this, it makes me sick Fresh smell of death on your tongue You bait the hook and here come the children Another grave stone to sell While you get rich in the valley of hell Here we stand at this fork in the road We got no time to waste Oh which way shall we go? This old world's spinning out of control Oh which way shall we go? Which way shall we go? I can't believe this, it makes me sick Devil's creeping He's got us eating from his dirty hands We feast on lies Which makes it hard for us to make a stand Out in the desert There's a forest full of fallen trees It's what they want But it's not what we need Screaming at the ceiling Doesn't make it better Slipped into a coma Lost my favorite sweater Ask them no more questions You'll never catch them lying It's time to make our move And strike them right between the eyes