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