Rise and Fall - The Red Shore

This day is stained with blood

Content to writhe in failure

I’d rather burn than to serve the kingdom

At the hands of the oppressor

My fallen brethren

How far we fall

We have opened their eyes to treason

Now crush them all

This isn’t about deception

This is endless hypocrisy

As the hands of the one we worship

The one we bleed

I have served the master longer than I’ve known

Bending to a will that conquers and controls

My existence is my only role to serve

Eternally providing praises to thy throne

This heart is burdened beneath this blackened veil

These wings are cursed

Useless in servitude

Conforming to your words

I once held oh so dear

My kindred legions shall arise