Before my armoured body I throw my warlike shield.
To their blatant arrogance I will never yield.
Aimed at their greedy hearts my arrows I will send,
For the exploitation of the earth once and for all must end.
I feel the urge to end the feast of monsters,
To strike them down, all the hypocrits and imposters.
I swore the oath to bring injustice to an end.
Against the grain I'll fight for the innocent.
We are the cult of the outcasts.
Within the ruins we will outlast.
We still have convictions,
a mindset of compassion.
We'll strike the match,
rekindling flames in the ashes.
On the back of our hands
we wear the mark.
The X is our sign,
the chosen path we walk.
We are not part of their suicide society.
We abhor all systems built on death and cruelty.
We are the pariah
cutting down the head of Goliath!
We are the pariah
drying the tears of Gaia!
The sober minded planning our revolution.
The pure in heart longing for retribution.
The sober minded contemplating a new dawn.
The pure in heart laying siege to Babylon.
Before my ravaged body I throw my warlike shield.
To their reign of greed I will never yield.
Aimed at their hollow hearts my flaming sword I'll strike
against the grain. I swear I wont give up the fight.
I wont give up the fight!
This album hits like a ton of bricks. I can't say how long it's been since a band reached me like this, but I can't get enough. The driving rhythm, the ghostly floating leads, the haunting and direct lyrics, the desperation in her voice... Powerful. Jaycee