Mortal Tradition
by Facedown· from Blinded by Delusions
Sacrifice to satisfy, these undeserving kings
No glimpse of freedom in sight,
From prison windows they watch out
Tradition keeps shackles on limbs
Some things must die, for new to grow
Immortal tradition is kept strong by those in control
Let's raise the stakes
This cycle of bloodshed continues
We shall be set free
Or this final blade will fall and your tainted blood will hate no more