Warfare

In the final moments
A hand reaches out from the black
And as it touches my skin
My buried past unlocks
I remember everything

I walk the desolate plain between time and space
A God’s hand guided the way
I'm shown a past I’ve never known
Where a violent tyranny reigned
And as I look at the time between then and now
I can see humanity hasn’t changed
We kill what we love
Despite the fear of losing it forever

We don’t change, we evolve the weapons we make
To destroy everything and ourselves
The colour of warfare bleeds a shade of grey
I know cause I'm the one who cut the vein

One of seven
I pillaged the land in ways familiar to now
We traded sticks for swords and swords for guns
And guns for the skies that drop hail Mary’s with a missile strike

Vanity reigns the weak
And destroys gods who oppose
Not even Christ is safe
I watched your God die
He didn’t die in vain, he pleaded for his life
I drove the nails through his fucking hands
And watched him bleed with a smile on my face

Despite my fealty, I was struck down by the king
He killed what he loved in fear of losing everything

We don’t change, we evolve the weapons we make
To destroy everything and ourselves
The colour of warfare bleeds a shade of grey
I know cause I'm the one who cut the vein
I'm the one who cut the

I am not the first gloom and I won’t be the last
I'm not true to much, but my word
And my word will bring down hell
King baphicho will die by me
On his knees in front of a mass grave
Of those who opposed me

No God is above me

Buried beneath the sand
I slept for what feels like eternity
I’ll make good on my word
My word will bring hell down

No God is above me