Misery Index - Sentinels lyrics

[Music: Morris, Jarvis] [Lyrics: Netherton] Quick ride to work for another nine to five Just another day for pilots stuck in paradise Count the minutes you have left alive Watchkeeper, reaper, descend a silent predator A hiss on the horizon, a messenger of war From wings of Gabriel, to mangled gore displayed Lowest of the low, you never will know your victims' names Stealth intervention, "clean" d**h dispatched Like the blade of Musahi (or concrete socks?) Living, breathing forms, just ants on a screen So easily dismissed, and easily unseen Steel wraiths approaching, hearts burn with fear Sweat pours in rivulets as mutant modernity draws near "Watch their flesh explode -- it's as if they were real Mission accomplished... let's drink... first round's on me!" Sentinel a**a**ins, eradicate the guilt No need to question... until it's you