Prepare for War

Drifting by the heavens unscarred Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross Thrown into the ash Crumbling the furnace, resurrection I've been crossed like the hands on a clock's face I've been fed lies I can't comprehend I've become a mere seed again And I'll prophesize the end Now I have yet begun to fight There is no fear in my heart No cause worthy of my respect In the end I'll rot I won't fall prey to deception Deception is the means by which they profit Deceit is in their hearts Evil's within their souls The cruelty by which they exploit Will never be part of my life I've been crossed like the hands on a clock's face I've been fed lies I can't comprehend I've become a mere seed again And I'll prophesize the end Now