As The Ashes Settle 歌词

War This is a futile call to arms From my throne I bore witness to all that harms All in the way of progress and harmony Forced to enforce the balance of power Free will never more than delusion Held up high by grief-stricken, fucking animals And my calculations weigh against it Look what you've done, you callous pieces of rot Empires built to last, falling and for what? Your time's up and what remains? Now you rise up I've let go of the joys of humanity Only for you to piss away Every sacrifice made, condemning me War This is our call to arms We let go of control These principles enforced Corralled to march to a soulless song The pied piper Made from ice and glass Vicious and heartless The iron dogma of control Precise and callous The blind hand of progress directs it all Logic, the noblest of all traits exchanged for what The falsehood of bliss prevailed Like prophecies of old Now stand before your ash And pick the carcass clean Crawl among the filth Like prophets of old, remain frail I've seen the fire fade decades ago Analysis of a million paths all led here This dire certainty, the road long paved A reign lying in crumbles, not yet dethroned War Follow our call to arms The last stand against the tyranny Many have been lost And more will still be The price of freedom Always our own blood Humanity rejects its guiding light Influence unseen, felt with certainty Now in the way of progress Not to choke, urgency provoked Vicious and heartless The iron dogma of control Precise and callous The blind hand of progress directs it all Logic, the noblest of all traits exchanged for what The falsehood of bliss prevailed Like prophecies of old Now stand before your ash And pick the carcass clean Crawl among the filth Like prophets of old, remain frail The throne of ice and glass shattered Humanity lying in shambles We look towards a bleak future Blackened skies, towers of filth The ravaged husk of the flesh and machine Was it worth it? The cruelest of fate