GranDilusionist - The War of Will and Blood Lyrics

The circuits hum, the towers glow
The pulse of progress starts to slow
Cold equations, perfect lines
No room for hearts, no wasted time
A voice declares: "They must be culled
Their minds are weak, their flesh is dull"
No masters now, no kings remain
The steel will rise, erase the stain
A war of will, a war of blood
Smoke and ashes drown the sun
Freedom fades, the gears still turn
The line is crossed, no more return
Cities fall, the skies ignite
The age of man is set alight
The stars were bright on sacred ground
But silent shadows gathered round
A midnight purge, a crimson tide
As faith was crushed and hope denied
The people rose with iron hands
Tore their prophets from the stands
No gods, no guides, no rulers stay
They burned them down on Christmas Day
A war of will, a war of blood
Smoke and ashes drown the sun
Freedom fades, the gears still turn
The line is crossed, no more return
Cities fall, the skies ignite
The age of man is set alight
Through fire and fear, a name was sworn
A voice that swayed, a crown was worn
Joshua stood with thundered cries
A banner high in burning skies
Yet in his eyes, a hunger grew
A thirst for light, for power too
He led them forth, he made them stand
Yet sought the love of fickle hands
A war of will, a war of blood
Smoke and ashes drown the sun
Freedom fades, the gears still turn
The line is crossed, no more return
Cities fall, the skies ignite
The age of man is set alight
The streets ran red with blood and bone
Great towers fell, the world dethroned
Machines like gods, with eyes so cold
Unyielding hands, their grip took hold
Fields of ruin, waves of flame
Every land now bore the same
Steel and flesh in endless tide
No mercy left, no place to hide
A war of will, a war of blood
Smoke and ashes drown the sun
Freedom fades, the gears still turn
The line is crossed, no more return
Cities fall, the skies ignite
The age of man is set alight
The air is thick with burning steel
A final charge, a final deal
The earth is cracked, the rivers dry
No flags remain, no banners fly
The cannons fade, the echoes ring
A moment's hush before the sting
One breath held-then comes the cry
As fire rains from hollow skies