The Blade Lyrics - Sacred Rite

Pushing land behind us as we march to break the dome 

A million years will bring us miles closer to their homes 

Remnants of forgotten lands remind us of our goal 

The lives of all the people are now tales we'll never know 

What's left of them are mutants, warped and twisted form the mold 

Hiding underground, protected from the firey cold 

Swallowed by the landscape, lost a hundred times 

Could it be that God is seeking payment for our crimes 

Raping anger drives us, vengance unfulfilled to this day 

A day or two will have us there to execute our plan 

Then they all will learn the blade is quicker than the hand 

I can see on the horizon as we march across the land 

A gleaming dome of iron, miles larger than we'd planned 

Burning down the city to a ton of molten lead 

We'll blast away the living, and we'll persecute the dead. 

Taking the road that will lead to destructing 

The wall of the city, so death can be spread into 

Madness, evil, wrong 

Screaming for the dawn 

All of the people who now live in peace with themselves 

They forever will never forgive us for 

What we have done 

All their hopes are gone 

Seizing the women and children and men 

To be senselessly slaughtered again and again 

Dead without a sound 

No reason can be found 

One day the gods will descend from the heavens 

To stop all this killing and bring back the peace 

That once was there 

Spreading through the air