Gods of Illusion

Through the trenches
Fires burning
Through the dying souls of men
In the darkness life is slipping
With the blood that fills these hallways
Know no bounds to grip with reason
That is where I make my stand
Falling to their knees their lips
Turn pale before the darkness
Takes them

The blinding rage begins to fill
The eyes of strangers
I've seen the pain that stirs the air
When the still of gray that penetrates
The towers searching through
The windows of despair
It makes it impossible to shut
The senses out
The sight of death compels to
Raise your guns and fight

To save the will of men
From gods of illusion
Enslaving reason without
Justifying the pain

In the distance full of sorrow
Twisted metal burning flesh
Hear the widows crying
For the child that walked
The crosshairs
Hidden from the blinding dust roads
See them choking in their blood
Falling to their knees
Their skin glows red
Before the darkness takes them

I can hear the voices
Calling from inside
Many shadows fall
Before my eyes
By the wheels of rolling thunder

And still we search
For freedom holding on
Against the edge
Of the morning light