To Die For
A dream once made of a world reborn undo the ties that bind as grass is slayed and mowed away we must slay the machine the beasts sits high on mountain tops Untouchable in monstrous glory Who lives? Who dies? Who fights for us? genocide becomes just another headline.. among so many others piece by piece, hammer by hammer, the machine will one day die Fires bright we light our birth through its destruction Disappeared deported genocided unwelcomed The machine doesn’t speak for us Evil will fall be thrown down and dismantled part be part piece by piece The empire will burn