Get Back In Line [Wacken Open Air Festival, Germany, August 6 2011- part one]

We live on borrowed time
Hope turned to dust
Nothing is forgiven
We fight for every crust
The way we are is not the way
We used to be, my friend
All things come to he who waits
The waiting never ends

We are the chosen few
We are the frozen crew
We don't know what to do
Just wasting time
We don't know when to quit
We don't have room to spit
But we'll get over it
Get back in line

Stuck here ten thousand years
Don't know how to act
Everything forgotten
Especially the facts
The way we live is running scared
I don't like it much
All things come to he who waits
But these days most things suck

We are the chosen ones
We don't know right from wrong
We don't know what's going on
Don't know enough to care
We are the dogs of war
Don't even know what for
But we obey the law
Get back in line

We are trapped in luxury
Starving on parole
No-one told us who to love
We have sold our souls
Why do we vote for faceless dogs?
We always take the bait
All things come to he who waits
But all things come too late

We are the sacrifice
And we don't like advice
We always pay the price
Pearls before swine
Now, we are only slaves
Already in our graves
And if you think that Jesus saves
Get back in line

If you think that Jesus saves
Get back in line