I used to search for reservations and native lands
Before I realized everywhere I stand
There have been tribal feet running wild as fire
Some past life sister of are my desire

Jonas and Ezekial, hear me now
Steady now, and don't come out
I'm not ready for the dead to show it's face
Whose angel are you anyway, anyway?

Now when I was young, my people taught me well
Give back what you take, or you'll go to hell
It's not the devil's land, you know it's not that kind
Every devil I meet becomes a friend of mine
Every devil I meet is an angel in disguise

Jonas and Ezekial, hear me now
Steady now, and don't come out
I'm not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose angel are you anyway?

Hey hey hey hey, Hey hey hey hey...

White Chain Rope Fear Be still my dear
A bullet in the head, now he's dead
A friend of a friend, someone said
He was an activist with a very short life
I think there's a lesson here, he died without a fight

In the war over land where the world began
Prophecy says it's where the world will end
But there's a tremor growing in our own backyard
Fear in our heads, fear in our hearts, prophets in the graveyards

Jonas and Ezekial, hear me now
Steady now, and don't come out
I'm not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose turn is it anyway?

Jonas and Ezekial, hear me now
Steady now, I feel your ghost about
I'm not ready for the dead to show its face
Whose angel are you anyway?