SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

The kings of wrath

Fight the lords of peace

Under loved and over powered

Pulled by string tied loosely

Future pacifists with hidden monsters

War torn lands and foster kids

Volcanoes spilling lava with no lid

What men can do to a world that needs to be fixed

Buried memories hidden in regret

Masked by rage and destain

Taken apart brick by brick

Doing anything that sticks

We see beauty in what we miss

Written on a note not a long list

For if others could see our vision

WE REACH BUT NO ONES THERE

BURNED UP AND BRIGHT

OVERWHELMING PRESSURE

POWERED BY A DYING STAR

STEELING THE DARKNESS

THAT WAS SET LONG AGO

BUT YOU SHOULD HAVE LEARNED

THAT ITS

THE SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

So don’t forget what you were taught

And where you have been brought

Where others have failed and lost

We conquered and surpassed

We are the ones that false prophets fear

Let the tears fall battle angels call

Fill the sky with trumpets

Stand ready to tear the soul of puppets

Not letting go

Our last hope the final blow

Mmmmmmm

Mmmmmmm

Oooooohhhh

mmmmmmm

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Yea

Power is measured by connection

Strength is how many you have

So hold on tight of what you grab

All it takes is one stab

Through the heart

Taken forever

Lost what was loved

Burned sanctuaries

Written down and put in libraries

Read and learn, yearn and burn for more

We all know what we want deep down in our core

Some ask what was it for

We know but oathed and sworn in secret

The ones that pick up where others fell

Know what we know

And how low

It can get

Living in dread

Carved in steel

It won’t rot or be forgotten

In its own separate lot

It’s all we’ve got

The fight the war the generational lore

Of what we’ve fought for in our tours

Yea

Yea

Yea

Yea yea yea

Ugh

YEA

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

AAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHH

GGGRRRRRRRR

DADADADADADA

NANANANANANAN

UGHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA

ITS

SURVIVAL

OF

THE

FITTEST

BLEGH

YEEEEEAAAAAA

AAAAGGGHHHHH

The kings of wrath

Fight the lords of peace

Under loved and over powered

Pulled by string tied loosely

Future pacifists with hidden monsters

War torn lands and foster kids

Volcanoes spilling lava with no lid

What men can do to a world that needs to be fixed

Buried memories hidden in regret

Masked by rage and destain

Taken apart brick by brick

Doing anything that sticks

We see beauty in what we miss

Written on a note not a long list

For if others could see our vision

Survival of the fittest