All you architects of ruin
You who draft the dark designs
You who forge the silent weapons
You who sell the fatal lines
You who hide in gilded towers
Counting coins with steady hands
I can see through your illusions
Like the cracks across the land
[Verse 2]
You have never built a shelter
You have never healed a soul
All your craft is cold destruction
All your plans are death and stone
You put the burden on the many
While you vanish from the fight
And you cover up your faces
When the bombs ignite the night
[Verse 4]
You assemble all the pieces
For the lives you hold on lease
And the profit never ceases
Though the cries will never cease
You keep watch on rising numbers
Like a prophet for the prize
While the blood of countless children
Paints the earth with your sacrifice
[Verse 5]
You have sown the worst of terrors
That the human heart can ever know
Fear that brings forth sons and daughters
Into futures cold death throws
For the unborn yet unspoken
You have broken every promised claim
You’re not even worth the crude blood
That still courses through your veins
[Verse 6]
You can say that I am younger
You can say that I am green
But I’ve seen enough already
What your empires really mean
For there is no god or savior
That would pardon what you do
Not the prophets, not the martyrs
Not even the one you pray unto
[Verse 7]
Here’s one last question for you
As your shadow starts to fade
Will the weight of all your silver
Ever balance what you’ve made?
When the hourglass is empty
And your body turns to dust
All the kingdoms you constructed
Will collapse with all your lust
[Verse 8 / Outro]
And I hope your reign is ending
And the end is drawing near
I will follow through the foggy silence
As the casket disappears
And I’ll stand above the graveyard
’Til the earth reclaims your breath
For the architects of ruin have fallen
And their legacy is death
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