No more nightmares Thrills or pain No more trouble No survivors, doubts or shame Friends or rivals If the world goes up in flames As the setting summer glows Where the endless rivers flow We will walk through the fields of gold To hear the silence as it grows Down a hall of broken mirrors That reflect a violent past I can see why others fear us From the shadows we have cast We are young and we are angry We are so consumed with lust For the beauty of the country In the bank and god we trust All accounts on earth and heaven Will be settled in the dust