Expatriate

These are the final days of your pharisaic unconcern
So just stand back and witness the fall of modern Babylon!
New empires rose from ashes and they will fall to dust
Just like these everlasting fortresses will burn
Believed to be untouchable, invulnerable -
Not taken by an alien army
But eroded and weakened from within
By rotten dogma and indifference
Awake!

Now fools will be your leaders
And these jesters are your only hope?
Drowning in decadence and degeneration
As inbred modes of thought will degrade all of your cultures
This elitism has lead you down the darkest path
Take up the baton, this is not the time for declining battles
Never stop disputing, never stop the struggle -
This enemy is wide awake and willing to march way ahead of us!

They all preach harmony, but they just promote surrender
And their poisoned peace will suffocate!
As liars rise to speak, yes, we shall wander this world
As wolves among sheep
Yet, they shall not claim these words!
They will not take this mind!
And here I stand, I can do no other!
I come into this unforgiving conflict
So deep within the darkest abyss
Excommunicated, expatriated, but still fighting
Amidst the heart of blackness
No longer am I misled by your deceitful hopes
Embracing the certitude of victory, the triumph of integrity
This is my strife, for all eternity.