the latest effort
We look high and miss lives lived, moving in normalcy, Children grow up and die. The relentless charge of history sweeps them under. Waves pound gentle sand of hands and feet.
Empires of men rise and fall, dreams of decadent cultures rich but built on the backs of toiling masses. We'll ride as Gods and Princes.
Rise and Fall: If my empired eyes see anything...
Rise and Fall: Their blood starved mouths reception.
Rise and Fall: These wars, barred teeth in waiting...
Rise and Fall is the sound of nations breathing
And if our story falls on deafened ears and we float above the crowds, we'll rip our throats out. We'll tear our teeth out.
We'll dip our feet down in blood so thick and sweet it tears our insides out. Until we can't be distinguished. Until no one can tell the difference.
Between the thick red blood, the mortal remains of us, between the thick red blood, the Gods, the flies and us.
Empires of men rise and fall, dreams of decadent cultures rich but built on the backs of toiling masses. We'll ride as Gods and Princes.
Rise and Fall: If my empired eyes see anything...
Rise and Fall: Their blood starved mouths reception.
Rise and Fall: These wars, barred teeth in waiting...
Rise and Fall is the sound of nations breathing
And if our story falls on deafened ears and we float above the crowds, we'll rip our throats out. We'll tear our teeth out.
We'll dip our feet down in blood so thick and sweet it tears our insides out. Until we can't be distinguished. Until no one can tell the difference.
Between the thick red blood, the mortal remains of us, between the thick red blood, the Gods, the flies and us.