LYRICS
As the warlords breed
Weapons of mass destruction
The warlords believe
Here upon is the resurrection
Then the warlords breathe
A breath of foul distinction
As they rile in the bile
Of denial
Drown in the flood
Of the spilt blood
Gnarl and bite
Taking sight
Blind to the kind
Grind, spit and spew
They do
Their toll in human soul
The sole consuming sole
Flashes of light
Off in the night
To guard the gates of eternity
From their mortality
To guard morality
From hypocrisy
Bring the soul out of the shadow
Through any age onto the stage
Life is but a show
Ominous us
Omnipresence
Stardust
Omnipresent present
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive
Chords: C CM C7
Recording: digital 6-track stereo
Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Drums
From the album At This Time
by Daniel Brouse