Beyond Fallen

A Line in the Sand

Beyond Fallen


unleashing their hostilities 
a never ending fight 
conquest of the hungry serpents 
devouring all in site 

not to agree to disagree 
upon them they force their will 
with deadly sharp precision 
they commence the final kill 

chorus 
the choirs of destruction sing 
curse the sky and scorch the land 
know for certain that no end is coming soon 
draw a line in the sand 

the dawn of desolation 
to erase the way they think 
imperfection must be vanquished 
to make the infidels extinct 

this conflict has been raging 
two thousand years or more 
from the cradle of civilization 
nothing's changed from before 

repeat chorus