Watch as the banks break
Flooding the land into the earth's heart
Fear creeps in
The stones are set with blood and lust
And the shadows bring what your despise
They move like snakes entwining ulcers within
War of words
Spoken in handshakes, behind locked doors
Tongues that twist and bend
Dragging us all to our end
And the skies turn black and the poison seeds don't grow
With riches they line, their pockets yet unpick the seams again
Brick by brick, you're closing yourself in
To build upon blood and sand is to build a tomb
The candles burn
The snake has spoken
Watch as they rise through the cracks
Eyes widen as the iris turns black
Face the beckoning
The winds of change are a myth
The meek shall inherit the earth
When their bodies are set adrift
Sever the roots that run deep and feed
Crown of thorns for your majesty
Failed mortal, thwarted king
To build on blood and sand is to build a tomb