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Arrhythmia


We speak the language of untamed Damned among these soldiers grown to fight Rebellion. Fed anger, swallowing down these lies But shackles are only steel There's a lesson to be learned from this Steel is much thinker than skin. Underground and patient. We are treated to the wisdom that they trample Stained by a few dried flecks of blood It ebbs it flows Singularly unified. Impossibly unconquered we will stay For change cant lie in wait forever Forgotten. At the end of the world or the last thing I see A moon will rise and the death of these cruel binds will haunt it's captors But shall you fall before our war is fought Leviathan's wrath upon the corrupt We. We will wait.
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