We take off, heading downtown, straight up the boulevard
Passing the tents on concrete, needles and bottle shards
Making a way through the city, Queen of Angels

Into the heart of the city, burning

People like Pompeii statues lying out on the street
Even the children begging, everyone in the heat
Making a way through the city, Queen of Angels
Into the heart of the city

Going deeper into madness
Going deeper into darkness
Going deeper into new doubt
Going deeper
Deep into the fallout
Deep into the fallout
Deep into the fallout

Where do all the people go?
Where do all the people go?

Where do all the people go?

Going deeper into madness
Going deeper into darkness
Going deeper into new doubt
Going deeper
Deep into the fallout

We see a woman screaming, spirits above her head
A guitarrón is playing a ballad for the dead
Making a way through the city, Queen of Angels
Into the heart of the city, burning

Men fly over us riding wild beasts through the air
We look to see the mountains, but there ain´t nothing there
Making a way through the city, Queen of angels

Into the heart of the city

Going deeper into madness
Going deeper into darkness
Going deeper into new doubt
Going deeper
Deep into the fallout