1. HOUR IN DAY

With soaked blood eyes,
Dripping towards a putrefied mouth
And ears filled with gun powder
We came for change

There must be another rationale why you come before us today?

Every waking hour in day
Passing through their troubled voices.
The truth can not breathe past your broken smile,
You've hid life and reasoning as long as you recall.

You have taken all of our hope from inside
How can I restore it from all of your lies?
What have you built upon this ground?
While we look for the answers,
That can not be found.
What have you built?

Go ahead take a bow, Take a second look at yourself
Feel the twisting in your stomach
Consciousness is in site, it's a remember able thought
We will leave you this way

I'm sorry I must interrupt you
Who is we, when all I see is you
That would be my family but they couldn't join us today
Because there're being buried in unmarked graves

You have taken all of our hope from inside
How can I restore it from all of your lies?
What have you built upon this ground?
While we look for the answers,
That can not be found.
What have you built?

Now I'll end this discourse
With an answer that speaks
For myself and my family
From your first inquiry
well I never, thought so wrong


2. FROM BRANCHES TO BARBED WIRE

Welcome home, to the place
Where blind eyes can't bear.
To the place, where backs break from tension in the air

Won't be long till

Love or lust, runs ahead of you
Faces seem, to break through
Your broken, now collapsing chest

Can you feel this undertaking pressure?
Held by hands that are insecure
Having facts to been seen through stars
While owning nails for caskets

Tainted screams fills the heavens
Merging unforgivable prayers that
Will not be missed

Now I ask you to stand
Where cities were once meadows
Wondering what convinced minds
To replace branches with barbed wires
What disillusioned minds must acquire

I wish I held it inside
While knowing the truths from lies
That has been served from tongues,
Urging to fill life with lost words till dawn
But I can't go on,
With each breath interrupted

Tainted screams fills the heavens
Merging unforgivable prayers that
Will not be missed

Can you feel this undertaking pressure?
Held by hands that are insecure
Having facts to see through stars…

With each breath interrupted


3. AS THE DAY APPROACHES

Spread its blood across the doors
I promise you thousands will fall with your lords.
Be prepared to face my greatest blasphemies
And watch this ruin curse spread from sea to sea

Be prepared to face my greatest blasphemies

A faint sensation of happiness walks…
As it breaks down as we speak
Will we make it though the night
Or will we lose our lives?
And never see the light.

Being observed by the one they call God
He'll bring forth his hand
Leaving us with the option
Of fulfilled forgiveness
Or forever blemish

While drowning in blackened water
Reaching for thy hand that divides life from death.
Ears will bleed from the screams of death that comes from the
Evening sky as this day approaches?
I sit and watch all the others die,
Why does this have to be out last goodbye?


4. BUILDING WITH BROKEN FINGERS

Within the cracks of these walls
Hide the secrets to the past
Please hear the faintly recognized calls
Maybe it's time?

Within the cornea of these eyes
Still haunt what I hold onto
While we're gasping for air before
Our buildings fall

So maybe we're better off
Not knowing the meaning of clemency
But I can't seem to disregard that clarity
I can't salvage their paths,
I only situate regrets in there dreams

As we race with time
We seem to forget
What they could have held
While dampness enclosed the concrete
His thoughts malformed
Collecting at the bottom of his lungs
He realized his foundation was...

Made of sand and still we ignore what we don't want to see
By suppressing the narrowed images

All I'm trying to do is take your hand
And show you how things could change

Through the struggles of, remembering your own
Why can't you remember
The meaning of clemency?
Within the cracks of these walls
Still haunt what I hold onto
Our buildings will fall
As we race with time
We'll begin to forget
What they could have built


5. OBLIGING GARDEN

Mutilated from cursed beliefs.

I have come, from his nourishing hand
He unfolds the preparation of fate.

Having these desires for so long
Only builds the thirst for your martyr

We will set ease for that hour
Until the obliging garden is seen as ruin.

…And for what
We have changed our own colours of these masses.
They confront the weak, using truth as a veil
Luring there believes to perdition.

I'll stay, to be torn from limb to limb
To be submerge in conflagration
Until ash embeds the lungs of the naïve.

While supremacy flows through your veins
Unrecognizable repent will continue
To slit the throats of the undeviating
As blood soaks onto your deceased face.

Having these desires for so long
Only builds the thirst for your sacrifice

Disown your own fate, a sacrifice unfolds