The Forfeit

The Forfeit
Every time your lips
spill their poisonous words,
they infect the ones you claimed to have cared for
We are gored by
your serrated ways
We shed our faith, we`ve bled oceans for your cause
We shed our faith
in your atrocity

Weve come to claim
a thousand lives to live
Open hands will shape
what little time we have
We exude our servitude to a lifetime
of immoral worship
if only to redeem the city
of the gods
And in ourselves
WE TRUST!
A thousand fists
will rain
This mighty downpour
will wash away
There is new hope
in every open eye
Promise to ourselves
that these words will not die
We exude
our servant hood
to a lifetime
of immoral worship
if only to redeem the souls
of the meek...
And when the blackest day
becomes forever grey, the ash will scatter of
what has not remained
THE ASHES!
HAVE BURIED
YOU!!! x2