Promised Land

They came across the ocean, flags held high
Preaching their salvation, but that was a lie
Lands of gold and riches, ancient tradition
Took what wasn't th'theirs, in their wake, perdition

Promised peace and freedom, but the chains were forged anew
Took the land, broke the people and said, this scrub's for you
But the soil was stained with blood, the rivers ran with tears
They built their mighty empire on foundations of bones and fear

Promised land, promised lies
From the hands of those that cry
Broken dreams, shattered trust
History's written in the blood and dust
Promised land, but it's all a deceit
March to the beat of a hollow defeat

From the plains of America, to Africa's burning sands
They took what they wanted with bloodstained hands
Colonies of greed, built on bones, ash, and souls
Promises of liberation, but that was never the goal

It was manifest destiny, they swore it was alright
But cowering shadows live where there once was light
They drew their borders, they drew their lines
Carved the world like an apple and called it divine

Promised land, promised lies
From the hands of those that cry
Broken dreams, shattered trust
History's written in the blood and dust
Promised land, but it's all a deceit
March to the beat of a hollow defeat

Where are the voices that once cried out loud
Where are the heroes who refused to bow
Buried in the earth beneath the conqueror's feet
Their stories untold, under history's deceit

We recall the stories, we hear the ancient drums
Of warriors and leaders, who refused to succumb
They fought for their homes, they fought for their kin
But the promised land was stolen, and lies did them in

Now we're standing on their graves, their spirits all around
The promised land was a myth, now it's all hallowed ground
Conquerors have changed their masks, but the scars remain
A history of greed, violence, bloodlust, loss, and pain

Promised land, promised lies
From the hands of those that cry
Broken dreams, shattered trust
History's written in the blood and dust
Promised land, but it's all a deceit
March to the beat of a hollow defeat

We march through the ashes of a shameful walk of flame
Searching for lost justice, calling out dead names
A promised land was never real, just a story told
The truth lives on in those who dare, as the promised lies grow cold

We march through the ashes of a shameful walk of flame
Searching for lost justice, calling out dead names
A promised land was never real, just a story told
The truth lives on in those who dare, as the promised lies grow cold