Monarch

When the eyes of war Set their sight on the dissident land When the meek turn clamorous And the sheep are the lions As the curtain falls And devotion is measured in blood Hear the monarch call For the lost and the bitter Unending blazes light the sky so bright And thundering choirs pierce the air with cries Into the fire I am Leading the slain Steering the fallen to the end Into the pyre I reign Drowning in flames Raising еmpires on remains I'm a walking corpse Who abandonеd humanity's cause To become the god of harm To divide and devour Seek among the bones For the ones who confronted my hate Artisan of gore Steaming smothering venom Unending blazes light the sky so bright And thundering choirs pierce the air with cries Into the fire I am Leading the slain Steering the fallen to the end Into the pyre I reign Drowning in flames Raising empires on remains You could be someone who loves You could be a dearest friend But compassion isn't strength And you were raised to be a man And sometimes when you're alone You despise who you became And I see the next in line just hoping to become the same Who are the ones we are sending to die? Starry-eyed youth in disguise Carry a banner of misleading pride They are the ghosts of our time Who are the ones we are sending to die? They are the ghosts of our time