Songtexte Crusade - Fyrce Muons

Meanwhile, our other hero wanders alone in the caverns
The quorum haunts him with the prospect of death or even worse, failure
But do not despair, there shall be a plan

And now it seems this course of bliss has settled in
Like a dust in abandoned room

And the power be thine
Even when your time
And leave the earth
Without a name

And hopes confront me as I yearn to lead
The terror of failure or the swoon of victory

On the road less traveled on
In the days where nights are days
Set the stone in the angel's name
Roll the stone in the angels' name

Use thy mistress
Cloven in thy love

Bitter clouds to greet you there
Falling down at an idol's feet
In the guise of a sacrifice
Lies the heart of an angry peace

And the power be thine
Even when your time
And leave the earth
Without a name

On the road less traveled on
In the end is the end the same
Is a knife the only way
Roll a stone in the angel's name
On the road less traveled on

The burden of the fate of so many has felled this angry pride to silence
The bitter truth that lives this lost can always stand to rampage

The vicious fist of iron souls will crush us into dust
The flush of strength that once was mine will settle to a nameless grave

This stand is we
The key to life is never yours alone
Let me pull those slivers from your breast, where comfort lies with bitter calm

Yet still you cannot silence greed or save us from the cowls of man

Fate has fallen to our hands
In the lords chamber of wizened death I overheard their peptic plan
To lay the waste with viral culture
A simple fate of which I am no small part
For generations they have altered the DNA of the chosen
And fine tuned our genes to fill their need for slaves
They keep their own as chaste against the open wound of the troglodyte
A virus is their fiend, let loose to the air by ducts of air
Swiftly it kills with tortured flesh and lack of breath
But only for the lower ones
Within hours the deed is done
Lassoing the doom and gloom, a craven course is set

But I have keys to their soft machine
I catalogued the codes they use to feed the beast
And nothing known if they be switched to another
The plague should settle with the chosen
And an angel will fall and melt into the hungry earth
And die with their deceit
All the falling days are blind and joy now slips away
Cast a lot with angry men and fear your life of innocence