BROKEN DUST 

Broken dust falls from our hands to the grasp of
eternity...
eat it all till nothings left to consume but your own
flesh...
and from the birth of Jonah...
ninety-nine names carved into hands of clay carry our
liberation

CAST YOU DOWN 

Temples adorned with charred and suffocated bodies that
lay upon the ruins of broken hopes...
split tongues of the white prophets of a new order...
as millions of swollen, naked bodies left to rot in the
sun...hang them from their white crosses...
rip their throats out...and make them remember...
the cries for forgiveness that echo down these empty,
scared hallways...
i cast you down with the strength of god.

CURSE 

You don't own him...
teeth in this corpse...
builds a dying monument...
flesh and earth cursed innocent and black...
raped with tongues of steel and glass...
how could you fucking touch him?...
torn from the ashes to be...
dragged by your face.

DAR-AL HARB 

White rain falls across the walls of new jerusalem...
to the ashes of disbelief...
cry your filthy lie...
venomous embodiment of wrath and hate...
the star burns bright scorching the land clear for
repopulation....
repopulation...
swallows whole...
your zion crushes whole...
caging every life for the devil's prize...
country gutted out...
nailed through the foot...
christened in power...
the beast's power....
the beast's power.

PATH TO MISERY 

Born with no soul of your own so you dig for bones in the
graves of those you've enslaved and massacred....bronze
your horns and hooves with blood and sacrifice...collapse
at the altar of your barren life...frail and
yellow...your spine twists downward from shame and the
weight of your arrogance...carry the whisper that we are
nothing more than stolen bones...and the blistered
tongues of the dead carry the whisper...awake to a
bleached destiny of sorrow...do you hear the voices
escaping from the tongues that your hand cut out....the
bell that summons you to surrender prayer is the bell
that summons you to kill...in the end your own savagery
has left you with nothing...and you're the one left out
to die

SUFFOCATION 

These academies packed full ready to kill for the
throne...in drone...gouging at any voice of fist raised
to piercing...state stands...in death of the
defense...the resistance falls in flock...for your
ideal...power feeds...brokering the means of survival and
liberty...when the soot falls down from the sky and hope
breaks lose...are you numbed by the blade being pointed
at you?

THE RISE 

Stand up...do you hear the songs of redemption coughed
out from blackened lungs?...as the bittered martyred
voices harvest the songs to ruins...ruins...pump the
veins with blood and demons...to breed havoc baptized in
venom...the screams turn to whispers and we forget
it...do you see the streets turn cold and red?...as
millions of swollen hands are unable to close or
clinch...in a cycle of filth the rewards are reaped in
ruins...ruins...and now we're safe...with blood in our
own mouths...swallowed in faith...spit it out...the fear
soaks in...pointing the way to the horizon...do we choke
on our sins?