A Violent Strike - The Human Abstract

…And out of the great beyond came a pitch black multitude

Here to choose the weakest of our race

Hellhounds with the Devil’s own face

Confused a violent strike with something finally here to guide the way

Our faith in order was a mistake

Fearful and divine, and devoid of grace

They try to run, but there’s no escape

And the light decayed on that final day, fear crept up inside

Night became something more than a trade, a weakness that we all can share

Death’s glow in the wind, this is the end

And I watched as a spiral took shape across the sky

It was like a call from the other side

What will you do now?

The fires of hell are raining down

Deep inside you’re starting to shake, and are slowly losing ground

Everyone is dead.

Your bravery is useless

Your bravery is useless

And I watched as a spiral took shape across the sky

It was like a call from the other side, and there I cried

Out of control and paralyzed, as everything I once was died

No way I’d be dying honorably, if they came and took my life now

No way I’d be dying honorably

Regrets in tow, didn’t even stand a chance

So hear me, the final lines have been drawn

To build again, to fall again, it’s worn me down to the last straw

I held on so long to my home, until a tempest came

She came in and swept it away

Where’s your bravery?

What will bravery do for you now?