Upon this dusty soil, fertile and unclean
Stands a wrath, taken by stance unjustly
Driven on by human waste, a challenged, peaceful scene
Driven on, on, and on
Bitterness of betrayal, abandoned to flee
Taken from a resting bench while digging deep
Moving fast, ever onward, and without speed
Venture forth, renewed discourse, kept by fallen pleas
Driven on, on, and on
Encased inside a forceful living tomb
Righteousness and solace, willful solitude
Desecrate the earth from within this womb
Carefree for the careless from this hulking beast
Holy ground, God’s will shall be done through me
Blessed by the Almighty, I feel only peace
Driven by an appeal to heaven while angels scream
Thirteen circles of rebellion and countless dreams
Moving on, seizing gambles, then treading deep