Twisted Tenets

(Lyrics)

Someone, somewhere is praying for disaster,
I can feel it in every bone.
A million fists are raised, pumping anger.
A tyrant posed on a throne.
Can you hear? Does the roar boil their blood?
Dismay at misery's dawn.
Burnt out shells where the cities were giants,
Torment and chaos are born.

Chorus:

Cry out now: butcher the butchers!
Blood spilt for blood spilt,
No judge or jury, just execution
A legacy of assumed guilt.

A life so pure brings Kings to their knees?
So begins the bloodshed.
The universe wipes out all the voices,
Except of those who are led.
So do you see? Do you have the courage?
Just to stand in the light.
Illuminated, a target in a crosshair:
Praying for a welcome fight.

Don't ask me to pick up the pieces!
I have known you all well.
Your struggle has greyed the colours around me
And defined for me, Hell.
I'd crush you all if I just had the means.
You'd crush me for my words.
So you go ahead and pray for disasters,
Just leave me out of your herd.
Your twisted tenet's absurd.