this is not what we were made for.

[chriseatworld]

i'm beginning to think we have reached a moment
where we make a sudden desperate call to arms
while raising the strongest shields we ever sought after
we've begun straining our exact view of what is coming
its perfect purpose is to protect our imprisoned source
never denying the will to face the blackened rime
how long will the battles of divinity and damnation last
as we're living with more weight that could possibly be held
still we walk as tall as we can in the most admirable formation
i know only one another can stop the tracks on this path
all the while the lightning should've struck inside by now
to give a fascinating radiance to the links and a purpose again