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Banquet For Traitors

Again, I wake to you.
Stand up, these feet are so far from clean.
I'm undeserving of the strength in your arms used to save me.

But years passed when I saw Eve next to me,
She's wrapped in low-cut, dripping sensuality.

Regaining consciousness under a swinging moon, he speaks of alliances that beckoned me long before the womb.
I've caused more wounds than I'm worth. I see now, you must not have heard...
I am the natural born killer.
There is freedom past your history.
"This air won't fill my lungs!"
Because you should be breathing blood.
See, this death, it was your victory so...
"Teach me to fill my lungs!" ...never stop breathing blood.

BUILDING THE NATIONS
I've found the pit to find yourself surrounded.
To the husbands and daughters, brides and sons,
You put a tyrannic terror up on his throne.
He's collecting blood like diamonds from all.
Behind this door we face a war... its claiming more.
Step back and take a look around you because we will...
DESTROY! REBUILD! Plant the seeds to reclaim victory!

Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. And now that I'm alone, this burst of light
fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror. Your ill-bought greatness, he's seen it all from the frame.
One day you'll reap the seeds of a shadowed past, and I can only hope I'm there.
You tried to satisfy the thirst of a thousand ages,
But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity.
It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. Tell me, How can you sleep?
How can you just welcome the wine and throw out your nets?
You throw out your nets and set fame to bait the noose. Set fame to derail whats innocent.

Oh my God, I can feel something moving
The air is still growing thick but it's soothing
I've done nothing to merit forgiving
But if the chance should arise and you hear me

Make my voice be the proof that they need
And my prayers even for the charge I've seen

We were born to fight!

Here I stand, my breath has faded away for the crowd to push and plea
And scream,"Come with me!"

Dear God, live for your promise...
He was reached a decree that's bringing me to faith
My faith and sweat have remained to contend the cramp(?)

Brace yourself for the climb is steep
You'll need every ounce of brawn
For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed.

Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit
That justice will not begin to breed without smoke
Breed without smoke

Now is the time, so gather your strength for the ride
This tale is to teach you the dangers that rests inside
A lust for the power provided by fame

"You can never stop us
We'll never have enough
The world will always fear us
The only key is fame fame fame

These eyes, alive, dilating for the very first time...
Alive.
These eyes, alive, dilating for the very first time...
Alive.

I vow to fill my grave with a life not wasted.
I am a storm that's grown in the winds of woe.
I built these wings with bones that broke on the grounds of weakness.

Pry your eyes and behold our captain
Rally round his feet
As he controls his captive
Bring him to his knees
Behold our captain
Rally round his feet
I'm calling the bold to stand and
Make the coward bleed

She finds him by the fire,
His clothes have got him dripping from his crimes.
He beckons her, "Sweet daughter,"
The voice that once avenged her younger life.

He's got the voice of a con,
The same one
Who cut down in the name of his God,

Could it be the dream was meant to deceive,
When everything in me
Bought that happiness would follow its lead
If only I believed?
And now the choice is mine to let it die and hope I rise again
'Cause reveries of flight only left me questioning.

This was everything I wanted

With the dawn brings vision of the crawling field.
Riddled with vain attempts. All in a corpse, so familiar
But not my own.
This is the difference, between you and I.
We are the captive fighters.
But cuffs must hold stronger. Stronger than skin.
Oh, but until the drops number the floor I'll pull.
Cause I saw the gates,

I hear them coming,
We'll hide here until we're safe.
Just hold tight to me,
Until they find what they need.

Hush little Yael,
I hear them leaving for the beach,
Where on the stone and sand,

Like maggots, they breed with headlines,
dining the wounds in breathless cadavers.
Mirror blind and aimed for gold, Now watch a terror turn on its own.
They race and they race to the carcass rot to feed.
And just past decay, this design delivers life, but they prefer to play cancer.
In chase for the sky, towers uprise. In fear, the earth quakes for what's forgot.
They cut like the butchers with pride as their cleavers,
as the tide prowls their shores.

Rest I have not found…
They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth
They keep coming, keep coming, your children I feed off to keep awake…
Long enough to meet the next little sheep
Long enough to meet the next to buy every word I preach…
It’s like I was born to rip the flesh from her bones
Forever stalking streets for the next one
I’ve found I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever

It's make me sick that it's hard to distinguish
An honest leader who preaches a cause
That's not made, and not based
On the profit you'll receive from telling the world
What line divides you from the sinners
Who sow without growing believers
You point and you judge
Forgetting that their faith is molded by your lame(?)

You're buildin' a ship with no sails,
and settin' out to brave the open seas.
You're standing for your God,
by becoming something so far off.
Don't you see the irony?

He gave me a train with no tracks,
with no where to build a bountiful stead.

When leaders turn to cowards and fall gutless to bribes.
When seductions raise the curtains and push virtue aside.
A holocaust is coming for all the pure in this world...
You can't use ignorance as an alibi anymore.
We could all bear the world, and fold our dreams to faults.
But when did hope fall short, and force our lines to crawl?
When the real horror's in mirrors looking back with a smile.
And arsenals of words used to wreck start to pile.

A sound ahead from distant peaks,
a song that all my brothers sing.
It’s just out of reach,
to join I would need the wings the heaven denied me.
It’s like you’re deaf to my voice,
but I’ve been here for every moment,
waiting on your call to move.
If you could just make a choice,

This is the end!
And after all that duress,
There's no right or wrong,
No king, no throne to defend.
'Cause we're all that exists.
No blessing God,
No judge alive, [?]
There's no cost or calls from the top. [?]

Son of the Morning

And they call him the son of the morning...
I am the rival. I am the one who speaks in whisper.
Hear me now, dear, weak forgiver.
Hear me now, weak forgiver. Hear me now...
Don’t send an angel to face the devil.
You’re wasting power on grace. A maggot will always seek to feed from the grave,

I walk alone, head down, in a pale grey scene. Every step leads to atrophy.
This body made for conquest, instead a pawn on a stage so worthless.
I saw the future as endless reaches. The skyline's promise, has left me faced with.
Who's dreams are you killing? And who's pockets are you filling?
Are you where you said you would be in the end?
I walk alone through the crowds of past failed kings.
Auditions were called for the hope-thirsting sheep.

I've been hit! Oh My God! Oh My God!
The ground burst and cold soaks my shirt. Send word!
The claret river forms at my boots with a flash and rain of dirt,
I've been met for the hundredth time. Call the medic.
This wounds meant to cripple! Run!
The red crest on his head and a choice off his lips.
He sat never once phased. While I'm open and spilling!
Is this the end? Am I a sheep for the slaughter?

Она находит его у костра ...
Его одежда получили его капал с его преступлениями.
Он манит ее, "Сладкая дочь ..."
Голос, который когда-то отомстил за свою младшую жизни.

У него есть голос против,
Тот же самый,
Кто сократить имя Бога своего,

Do you mean to challenge me?
Because your speech is threatening to the writer of your history, through a future perverted by envy.
Your whisper may sway the weak, but when I speak it roars the sea.
Your challenge has been met, because with a breath I could snap your neck.
This won't be like the first time you tried, because my patience and mercy for you has run dry.
You've watered among my bride and started seeds to feed your throning flight.
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing and the angels will join me...
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering.

Stand up, we’ll be more than kings)
(Show no mercy when the gates swing)
Stand up, we’ll be more than kings
Show no mercy when the gates swing
I’ve said it before but without accepting that my body was the only thing keeping me from living
I wouldn’t even let the surgeon touch me
Though facing death, I dined on… I dined on flesh
But now I live to fight outnumbered at the fire dawn to live in rebellious honor

Man, the one we followed has fallen to our foe
But, oh man, you can’t just shed your soul and let ruin all your thirsting tongues
Your tolls grow tallies, but there’s no judge to pay the debts
Our judge is dead but one must reside to bring down judgment

This is my call from the kingdom and I will stand
Yes, I will stand

Reclaiming thrones, our generation's pride, sits a conformist ploy to strip what burns inside.
Our bodies yearn to live life endlessly, so now we rise. We rise in mutiny.
We make our stand here between the angels and animals.
We fear nothing here, where we can beat any feat set to keep us crawling.
We're calling you here to give leave to destruction of fear and stand tall against all who will dare to shake you.
Don't let them shake you.

"Stand strong, where I could not, please stand strong"

If you can hear this, you are the resistance.
Burn a candle in your window 'til the wick's end.
If you can hear this you're the hope of our mission,
To change the future through the power of resistance.

We are born with the ability to change the world,
Every breath is an option to sink or soar.
Born, hands gripped on a broken sword,

We came from the pile.
We came from the dead and dying.
But the moment you pulled
You brought us back to the living.
Stand here to a world at war.
This blacken field leads to ruin,
Ruled by folds pulled tight, and a pit so slick.
Draw your lines, let nothing cross. No!

One step meets two, open, in the sea street. We will reign free.
I can't be king. Right me from this dead bulb.
One step meets two, open, in the sea street.
We will reign free, as the sons of the first King.
When wave meets foot, a ships wreck will drown it's crew.
Every man must face the fears, so he can brave.
Please, turn this vessel back to flagship
So I can brave it, hold fast and brave.

We watched them fall. Eyes locked to mine,
Feeling as if I had let them down.
Caught blinded by silk, led by lips
To the baited chains.
Now look around regret.
As the axe swings before your eyes,
Think how everyday we spent dreaming.
Never once did we pick up the sword and learn to fight.

I fear a world without the sun.
The day the sun never rose, cold swept the world.
And now stone and ice, the children she forms.
I lift my eyes to take in horizons of skin.
The cold is creeping to meet with wrath above
and you’ll soon be fearing to see what it kept us away from.
I fear a world without the sun.
I fear a world without the sun, but never who wished it gone.