This storm shall never pass
Visions of agony
In shards of broken glass
Fate carved on a bullet

Placed in the palm
Every child sings the siren song
This storm shall never pass

The red horizon
Born in the blood of the aftermath
Trauma only sharpens the blade
Every child will remember what the sky took away

Soul starvation
You find no shelter here
Another contract kill
The millions banished out of sight out of mind

The grand campaign of fear
Disguised as saviors spears
Architects of genocide

The will of the wicked
Nothing is sacred
Every pocket lined with gold
Has cost a soul in other places

Torn away
In red horizons
Curse your name
Beasts of Zion
Into the pits
The earth shifts

Beneath the hospitals blown to bits
If we could live but a moment in the this unforgiving rift
We would resist the crimes against the innocent

And on that day
Hell rained from the sky
The bodies burned so bright

That God closed his eyes
Torn apart in red horizons
God closed his eyes
Curse the heart of red horizon
God closed his eyes