Ruins That Remain (Left Hand Path)

Ashen grey, poisoned horizon
As you cling to your toppled throne
A dying dream for a dying world
A future overthrown

Crimson pools wash over concrete
A solemn promise, a sombre tone
The end of a failed undertaking
That we can't condone

As lead rips through
Young flesh, it proved
That if we can bleed
Then so can you

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake

What starts as resolve, determination
Cut short by the weight of steel
Best laid plans and machinations
Waste away as they bled

Left to look straight in the mirror
Weight of what has come to pass
Every shot, a declaration
There is no going back!

As lead rips through
Young flesh, it proved
That if we can bleed
Then so can you and if tonight's our last I swear that it's yours too!

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake

What was once bathed in light
Is now decayed, buried in lye

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake

This wasn't a fight, this was a war
We trample on the ruins that remain
As we carry the weight of what we've done
And what has been left in our wake



Credits
Writer(s): L H Bakul
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