1. GROUND TO ASH

Our bones ground to ash
Our corpse erects their towers
Building their self tribute
A new world for the few
Poaching their broken hands
Release the grip
Fall in line
Trickle down sadism
Distrust is the spice of state

Ground to ash
We are their promises of dignity
They've become Gods while we slept


2. THE LAST KING

Cut out his silver tongues
Deflowered virgin ears
Take an axe to his throne
Reduced to splinters
Breathe in the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing Hallelujah the king is dead

Embrace filth and refuse
Bear the fruits of seeds we sow
Thy will be done
Progress or failure
Its our own

He's come for our silence
And two bended knees
Bowing heads and broken hands
Blind to the tree
All hail the light

Cut out his silver tongues
Deflowered virgin ears
Take an axe to his throne
Reduced to splinters
Breathe in the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing Hallelujah the king is dead

Broken on the altar
His blood too thin
Cast to the one true mother
Breathe in the dust of a burning world
Inhale true damnation
We are the doomed
We are the free
Singing Hallelujah the king is dead