We take our virtues up in arms
To save ourselves
Tonight our fighting friends will stand here
And die with us

Halo, you mean nothing to me
Angel, you mean nothing to me

If I am the message
Then you are the machine
If I am the message
Then you are the machine

Where our scars upon our arms (?)
Are covered up
Should we keep this open ended
Just for us

Halo, you mean nothing to me
Angel, you mean nothing to me

If I am the message
Then you are the machine
If I am the message
Then you are the machine
Just take a look at yourself
You'd see reflections in all of your impurities
The taste of a burnt tongue

If I am the message
Then you are the machine
If I am the message
Then you are the machine

If I am the message
Then you are the machine
If I am the message
Then you are the machine

You mean nothing to me
You mean nothing to me