In shadowed halls, the ink of tyranny flows
Unrighteous decrees, where the cold wind blows
The needy silenced, the poor stripped of rights
Through grievous laws, the tyrant ignites
Through grievous laws, the tyrant ignites
Tyrant's decree, the law of the land
Widows and orphans fall where they stand
What will you do when the reckoning's at hand
Tyrant's decree, your judgement planned
Scripts of sorrow, drafted in the night
Preying on the fatherless, hidden from the light
Justice turned away, mercy now a ghost
In the tyrant's game, the helpless suffer most
The day of visitation looms, vast and severe
Desolation marches fueled by your fear
Where will you hide, abandoned even by your own shadow
The rubble of the empire, fallow
Tyrant's decree, the law of the land
Widows and orphans fall where they stand
What will you do when the reckoning's at hand
Tyrant's decree, your judgement planned
Tyrant's decree, your judgement planned
Beneath the boots of the fallen, under the slain
The tyrant too shall bow, none shall remain
His anger not quelled, His hand still stretched wide
Justice, a phoenix, from ashes will rise