there was a time when liberty
was expressed rather than oppressed
all that was is now exiled
the fields of admiration for our land was avahst
the decline of man began, our origin was bound by religion
contagion and warfare education
it was the fall of an empire
humanity will suffer
this cycle makes us thirst
but with this bloddy slaughter our kings won't be parched
we all sit neck to neck and blinded by a shadow
you can't see the fire? how can we start this march?
our fibs will show out moron crime
they keep our brothers and sisters in darkness
while they sleep in the comfort of their own crimson exploits
after all of our efforts were broken down
with no hope for a better route
left insecure and numb to emotion.
my sould is devoured by your black tower