Death to Traitors.

A line drawn in the sand,

and we both know

I'm not about to bury myself.

Sinking in my footsteps,

but not coming up for air.

A firm foundation of beating hearts

is blistering enough on the surface.

Closing in and holding out my breath

hoping to mend the wounds

opened by years of digging out.

We fight fire with fire

and you'll run back to your

circle of friends.

They won't help you now.

We drew a line in the sand

and this time it's now or never.

Go ahead, burn your bridges

but only if you can swim

deep in the sea of disbelief.

This time your screams won't be heard.

You will fight this battle

but we'll take you out so quickly

that you and your so-called army

couldn't see us coming.

Fight this battle.

We'll tear you down to the ground.

We can't stop now.

We were born for battle,

without vision we will die.

We were born for battle,

against the tide of compromise.

There is life in this.

The places so close can take you so far.

We won't trust our eyes to keep us there.

-Death to Traitors, Beloved.

 

Not sure if anyone here knows who Beloved was, they were one of my dad's favorite bands a few years back. When they broke up he was so sad. And boy do I mean sad. I don't think he's ever been so sad about a band breaking up. lol. Anyway, while I was editing this I thought about the ong and him, so here it is. First time doing this kind of thing. Hope you guys like it. If you want to View On Black.

 

I'm dedicating this little number to Jeff

Done