The Beginning

The Beginning What have I done to be consumed by Hell, The Demons flee by the tole of a bell. The heavens open up and shed their tears, They fall to earth and kill collective fears. From molten forge our protectors were made, And from our memories this stain must fade. They killed our enamies without a fuss, And when they finished turned their guns on us. The slaughter has begun we stand no chance, But we hold to a ferm defensice stance. If we die honorable it shall be, In this stand our true colours you shall see. Our cause is noble and our reason just, If we wait long enough their joints will rust.