The Fine Line of Destiny
The destiny of chaos
comes to pass
the valleys beneath
power that the others lack
concieved of pure conviction
the mother of all contradiction
evolution of being
lies buried in the dead
but still murmers with deep, dark intentions
Their conviction mounts in numbers
deep within the human heart
using shells of dead soldiers
to mask their evil deeds
the evil that men have caused
is nothing
compared to the wrath of the pure gods
in their most primal forms
The red army suffers near
Blazing a trail across the new frontier
Their blame laid for all to see
Burning in their empty chests
The hollow place scorched dark red
Their soul on fire
The skin pure memory
In the minds of their enemy
Fate put them on their path
To history
No skin to make black and blue
No hide to tan
The trail behind them burnt beyond repair
The demonic sound of living nightmares
The enemy
Too big to fear
Put the fire in their chests
Their souls made of pure regret
The enemy
Too big to care
Lit the fire in their heart
Blew the red armies apart
Skin blistering
In the light of a newly burning sun
Ultra violent reaction
To the taste of blood coagulum
Nothing left to redeem
Time to piece together the reason
Soul fire burns
All those lost in the red legions
comes to pass
the valleys beneath
power that the others lack
concieved of pure conviction
the mother of all contradiction
evolution of being
lies buried in the dead
but still murmers with deep, dark intentions
Their conviction mounts in numbers
deep within the human heart
using shells of dead soldiers
to mask their evil deeds
the evil that men have caused
is nothing
compared to the wrath of the pure gods
in their most primal forms
The red army suffers near
Blazing a trail across the new frontier
Their blame laid for all to see
Burning in their empty chests
The hollow place scorched dark red
Their soul on fire
The skin pure memory
In the minds of their enemy
Fate put them on their path
To history
No skin to make black and blue
No hide to tan
The trail behind them burnt beyond repair
The demonic sound of living nightmares
The enemy
Too big to fear
Put the fire in their chests
Their souls made of pure regret
The enemy
Too big to care
Lit the fire in their heart
Blew the red armies apart
Skin blistering
In the light of a newly burning sun
Ultra violent reaction
To the taste of blood coagulum
Nothing left to redeem
Time to piece together the reason
Soul fire burns
All those lost in the red legions
© Jim Steel 2011