Promised Land

Oh how it glistens, the stars above the Promised Land,

Oh how it glistens, the blood upon oppressor’s hands.

And time it has no chance to move,

The stench of death it follows you,

And dreams are had but none come true,

And hope is how they see it through.

Luck is earned but truth is born,

And order’s by the devil’s sword,

Eyes that bleed but do not blink

More gruesome than you ever saw

The stones they cry and carry men,

Waiting to be born again

As birds to flee within the night

But heavy hearts hinder their flight.

And thoughts of nothing fill the crowds

Anxiousness stays unannounced

Now recklessness has been aroused

And tunes of death begin to sound.

Armageddon, get involved.

Corpses line the streets of old

With the saddest eyes they pray

The sun to melt their tears away

No one runs, it’s time to die

Preachers kill and children fight

Soldiers hide, they have no pride

And every day bleeds into night

Oh how they glisten, the sparks upon the Promised Land,

Oh how they glisten, the stains of blood upon their hands

And innocence has lost its way

And life is still a dream away

They wished for death and so they lay

A promise kept, it’s where they’ll stay.

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