Casus Belli

Two of your fingers grace the podium
No more sign of victory
You had everything and won nothing
You owned nothing and lost it all.

The hungry ones will eat again
The thirsty ones will drink again
The blind ones will see again
The grandiose ones will eventually fall.

Number one in a useless dynasty
(You'll be) an example of what I am capable of.

I found a golden ring in your innards
I melted it, decorated your bones
A patriarch that chokes on his own vomit
All for one last moment of clarity.

The hungry ones will eat again
The thirsty ones will drink again
The silent ones will scream again
The grandiose ones will eventually fall.

God has left you and so your people did
Starve for love as the last evening comes
Today is the end of the world
It is the first day of something celestial
Today we are many, tomorrow we will be less
The bodies on the field lay for something greater
We are at war.