Lines in the Sand
Stakes piled high across the land
We play a royal hand
From castles made of sand
Bodies hanging by a fine line
Feeding serpentine relations
With dissenting smiles
Draw the line, Draw the line
This placid illusion fading
The colors all rearranging
In the gray, I stand alone
The memories that haunt me
Cannot be responsible
For the wretch before you now
Cross the line, and you'll find that we don't belong on either side
An affront to these shallow trenches
So hastily inked in conquest
All the pieces in play for the gambit
Nameless faces erased
As shooting stars fill the skies with violence
On the shoulders of hungry giants
O, how their constellations grow
(Hold the line, Hold the line)
With your bloodstained banner to justify our lust
Transcribe the epics of heroism
Notarized in the blood of villains
To the victor, the spoils of perdition
Battered borders redrawn and partitioned
(Reparation through starvation)
With this Carthaginian piece of the banquet
(Don the shame as this indignation is)
Stowed away in the depths of abasement
(Blur the line, Blur the line)
Between saint and savage to justify our lust
Will this hunger deny forever?
We play a royal hand
From castles made of sand
Bodies hanging by a fine line
Feeding serpentine relations
With dissenting smiles
Draw the line, Draw the line
This placid illusion fading
The colors all rearranging
In the gray, I stand alone
The memories that haunt me
Cannot be responsible
For the wretch before you now
Cross the line, and you'll find that we don't belong on either side
An affront to these shallow trenches
So hastily inked in conquest
All the pieces in play for the gambit
Nameless faces erased
As shooting stars fill the skies with violence
On the shoulders of hungry giants
O, how their constellations grow
(Hold the line, Hold the line)
With your bloodstained banner to justify our lust
Transcribe the epics of heroism
Notarized in the blood of villains
To the victor, the spoils of perdition
Battered borders redrawn and partitioned
(Reparation through starvation)
With this Carthaginian piece of the banquet
(Don the shame as this indignation is)
Stowed away in the depths of abasement
(Blur the line, Blur the line)
Between saint and savage to justify our lust
Will this hunger deny forever?
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Patrick Carbrey, Tye Ray Jones Ii
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