Prepare to Strike - Kryptos

Banished to the far post

Don’t care what I’m fighting for

The blade is warm and the end is near

These illusions trapped in fear

Upon the empire’s flank they disappear

Trust the blade

The heart it bleeds

Thrust the blade

The heart it bleeds

Atomic rain floods the city streets

Naked and battered they cry to be free

Nuclear lights that burn up the sky

Robot armies, mind control device

They watch from above, a race enslaved

Master control, the inhuman race

Fight the war that isn’t for me

I never, never, ever believed

The dead tell stories, I recall

Ancient devil, carnal history

I watch the human race disappear

A colony of death, misery and fear

Programmed minds armed by hate

Relentless warriors storming the gates

Undead auras shine through dark

The desolate one blesses them all

In one fell swoop they stand their ground

The once dead army prepared to strike