the writing sees vengeance

upon a dry and barren wasteland the beasts of this world sit upon their thrones watching as into dust crumble humanities freedom blood-soaked bone they sit fat with corruption fat with desire they watched with happiness and glee as all the zombies followed each other into Dante`s burning fires upon the beast's thrones hypnotic words rang to the tune of doomsday bell this once paradise was covered with the sweet grass of life now scorched with brimstone and the flames of hell a slaves dream is to break free from the chains that bind instead of being the feast of the beasts that watch over them Out of the dust clouds vengeance showed its hand with fury and anger and the brotherhood of man the hand of vengeance shows compassion to the meek of man to the weak who cannot speak and to the blind who cannot see but to those that are the architects of humanities demise they`re just destroyers fuelled by anger and by hates fire history tells us apathy is a kingdoms downfall and corruption has seen many a great empire fall into the mists of time so the eyes of vengeance hands not only saw the writing but understood what it said ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ based on iron maidens song 'the writing on the wall