The Stand
We exist in these final days To serve the Warlord's need Psychopathic prophets Spare no one from their greed The Princes hide in their scripture As you fight their petty wars Pitting brother against brother Pawns to exact some personal scores When Nations rise The masses hail their king But when illusions fade Their hearts reel from the sting And when the flags are raised in might The people only lose the fight The Masters nurture hate With forgiveness from above They decide for us our enemies And never speak of love The streets are war rooms For the fearful and the dead Tearing at your soul and heart And living in your head The goalpost always changes But the con is just the same Your role within the grift Is a pawn without a name And when the hands Are raised in fight The children fall Into the rite The Child of the cursed Takes arms into the streets The last days of the Sun Shine on our wins and defeats With the passing of time Our hopes and dreams are gone Take care to choose Which hill you die upon When the calling comes To battle for the light Never cross the line To be the Monsters that you fight When you see Beyond the fear The superstitions Disappear And when you Stand Within the light A new beginning Is in sight

A New World
The time is now to seek for answers The price is abandon the past Don't look back to heal the wounds Your soul is lost to time But your heart's alive A hardened journey awaits There's no plan to live or die In A New World Old fears But rule your mind In A New World Your life before is left behind In A New World The more that's lost The more you find Your peace Your own internal plight Reveals another's pain It shakes the very ground you walk The fallen are only blessed Stronger yet old and frayed They walk a road that tells no tales Towards the/a future that never was In A New World The past Is only but a Dream In A New World Your body is your only Home In a New World The more that dies The more you live One more day There are no signs No miracles Every road leads Back to you You awaken To the voice of the Sky All that's past Is now new The roads are clear The barriers are in your Mind Your Destiny is not written The future is for the taking From the hands of the forgotten What unfolds before your journey Is of your making In A New World The cuts go deep But a freedom's gained In A New World Among a crowd You stand alone In A New World Only strangers Know your name You're just the same In A New World In A New World

Forgotten Ruins
We travel a charted path To repeat the cycles of life That come to pass The present promises change But time has not forgotten Our pain echoes the past Only to ignore our mistakes No one is immortal We die with each new Birth Time is our only Master That chains us to this Earth The mistakes of the past Are scattered like sand To be gathered once again  The victories of warriors Are merely myths Of ancient lands Scattered to the wind No one is immortal We die with each new Birth Time is our only Master That chains us to the Earth Time is an illusion The present never lasts We live in confusion The answers unfold from the past A prayer towards the sky Is a wish for a new eternal To live another life If you ever met your Savior Living among the wild Would it break apart your world Like a motherless child? When your time is nil To look your God in the face You answer for your sins When you've squandered all your grace

Tempest
A storm is coming Our hearts thirsting for the rain There is little left behind There is little less to gain Fall back into the shadows The Angles wait for your arrival Broken bodies line the highways Your broken Soul Fights for survival

Machines
The wounds that mar our life Cloud the beauty we once had We are cogs in a Tempest Of Wars and Religion Do we not bleed? Do we not love? Is Salvation our demise? Is there hope just above? We are just fodder No stake in our dreams Recycled flesh and thoughts We are Mortal Machines Do we not scream? Do we not live? Is salvation a lie? Is hope all they give? How many Kings Can imprison our kind? How many futures Must we leave behind? We are but robots Erecting our Tyrants Our reward a broken will We exist in A spiritual famine Our voices remaining still Do we not dream? Do we not wake? Is salvation an end? Must we give as they take? How many years Can we live as the dead? How many fortunes Must be raped from our heads? Ageless but old We burn through our lives Death is a journey That is sought by the forgotten No sleep for the ailing Their Dreams are have no escape The hours move slowly As the years slip away We toil in Darkness That engulfs our very Souls We are one with the Void That offers empty goals Nothing is scared No living voice cares We are such Monsters Fashioned from nightmares Can we not dream? Can we not sleep? Is existence just pain? Is despair all we we reap? Do we live just to die? Is there a God in the Sky? We are the blood of the cities That run through the streets We are the flesh and the steel That hold up the World We allow our tormentors To steal from our minds They offer us failure We accept it in kind Can we not dream? Can we not sleep? Is existence just pain? Is despair all we we reap? Do we live just to die? Is there a God in the sky? We are the blood of the cities That run through the streets We are the flesh and the steel That hold up the World We allow our tormentors To steal from our minds They offer us failure We accept it in kind Do we not bleed? Do we not love? Is Salvation our demise? Is there hope just above? How many Prophets Can imprison the Mind? How many pasts Must we leave behind? We leave it all behind

Beast
The broken hero of tomorrow Is the wounded child of today The line between death and divine Hardens the very words we say No god is sacred No masters are safe Spirits and their scattered souls A truth we refuse to face It is the Beast within us all We climb to heights before our fall No Angels suffer our sins We live to feed our whims It is the feast before starvation To kill the least and our salvation You rest your head upon the rails The Kings will murder all your heroes But console you will a smile And they will lull you into a sleep Where all your dreams are then defiled Open your eyes, but never witness Say your name, but do not speak Freewill will leave you friendless A mind that's strong, a body that's weak It is the Beast within us all We climb to heights before our fall We answer to our mortal laws We embrace our human flaws It is the feast before starvation To kill the least and our salvation You have no brothers in the end We take it all to the grave They prey on the souls of others All is for consumption We poison our Minds We decimate our Children Praising our empty victories The war has only just begun Your friends are your rivals Every stranger is a thief Your ignorance is your strength Your fears are your new belief It is the Beast within us all We climb to heights before our fall Our Monsters prey on the weak Dominion is all they seek It is the feast before starvation To kill the least and our salvation We revel in our inebriation And manifest our own damnation Your regrets are too late to mend.

The Last Messiah
Accept my Dream I offer you Do not believe your Eyes I give to you my Master plan Where all other truths are lies I give you the promise of yesteryear And chain the Earth back to its Sun Obey my whims; my demands And all you Sins shall be undone Raze the Heretics to the ground We will rebuild over their ashes I am the Prophet foretold The gatekeeper of your Myths You are my Children, my Slaves The cogs ruled by a switch Embrace the shackles you long desired A fear that is never undone Your obedience for my Order A New Day has begun Abandon your thoughts and Dreams My Will your New Religion Never think again for yourself Embrace despair and Superstition Embrace the Darkness I offer you Fear I am your Savior Your new family The retched are the woke The bane of our new Morality The Saints and the Warriors Who fought at your behest Are now whispers of smoke As I define our new quest Carve your Idols out of Hate A Heart is but a pariah The final days are upon us Seek no other Messiah Choose my new Commandments Or Wither by the Tree of Life Accept my final offer Do you follow my lead Or create the new story of your life?

Odyssey
The Sky has broken open The Words I choose are my own With Breath in my Mind and Heart I am never Alone I never stray alone Under the Stars is my Home


Copyright 2024 Joe Longobardi, BMI