Red Soil

The misuse of power is an insidious betrayal of trust
Hroughout history, we have witnessed the devastating consequences
It occurs when individuals, entrusted with authority
Prioritize their own interests over the welfare of those they are meant to serve

Scorn for the wrath of might!

Justification and a reason why
Thin explanation, exploding sky
Alive under ruins, fragments of light

Malicious silence, implicit consent
Crimson shadows cast upon the promised land
Falling back into oblivion
Red soil feeding greedy seeds of doom

Secret agenda, nod and repeat
Aggressive propaganda, mission complete
Lurid horizon, shockwaves subside
Glorification, deserters falling from grace

Mutilated heroes, this is war
War! war! war!
War! war! war! war!
War! war! war! war!
War! war! war!

This is war
War! war! war!
War! war! war! war!
War! war! war! war!
War! war! war!
This is war!

Here in the abyss
Human decline
Absence of mercy
Vortex of eternal pain
Show no mercy
On the rise, never done
Now come alive! Thrive!
Under black sun

Wake up, this is war, go

Empires of no-man's-land
Return to sand!
Red soil feeding greedy seeds of doom

Storm of chaos
Shattered dreams
Dead eyes bleeding
In the wake of devastation and despair

Scorn for the wrath of might!

The consequences of the abuse of power are dire
Inequality widens as resources flow disproportionately
Into the hands of the privileged few
Justice becomes elusive as the powerful manipulate
And bend the laws to suit their interests
Voices are silenced, dissent is crushed
And the spirit of freedom is suffocated under the weight of tyranny