In Torment We Shall Strive

Rise of denial, apathy strikes
Even those once loyal to call
Cries of the fallen keeping us down
Lower than ever before
Bury your dead and save your prayers
They shall go unheard
Blood showers down with fury
Eternal darkness consuming us all

Constant silence of our mythic gods
As their effigies turn into ash
Monuments of faith condemned to fall in shame
No land shall remain the same

Bringers of plague, like worms they shall spread
Through pores of a rigid land
Ubiquitous infection shall devour
Every flesh and soul
Shelters once solid and safe, fortresses of hope
Lie demolished in ruins
Millions of decrepit torsos collapsing
About to hit the soil

Constant silence of our mythic gods
As their effigies turn into ash
Monuments of faith condemned to fall in shame
No land shall remain the same

In darkness we live
Embracing dark days to come
In torment we shall strive