Cruelty Is the Point

Could we fathom endless famine?
As the war gods fumble their power
Listen closely, feel its heartbeat
Natures always hunting for cowards
Alive, the gods of war take flight
Titans, who forge their sword from the war machines
In the shadows
Kind hearts fall victim to
A world where cruelty is the point

Will you become the protector
Of all thats true and good
Or become the Monster that the old world warned us of?

Bound together two worlds shaken
By the faceless clawing for power
Silent mothers curse the heavens
As their bloodline's slowly devoured
Alive, the gods of war take flight
Titans, who forge their sword from the war machines
In the shadows
Kind hearts fall victim to
A world where cruelty is the point

Will you become the protector
Of all that's true and good
Or become the Monster that the old world warned us of?
Alive, the gods of war take flight
Titans, who forge their sword from the war machines
In the shadows
Kind hearts fall victim to
A world where cruelty is the point

Will you become the protector
Of all that's true and good
Or become the Monster that the old world warned us of?