Battle

Let us grieve for the unfortunate, mortals with disproportionate Shortened their discourses, we tortured well in accordance with Hands to the ground as we make the water rise Swords to the clouds as we stand immortalized Action, the key ingredient of dying breeds So they split us into factions denying our time of need Twisted contortionists, we straightened out the lead Enforcement like tortoises, we accelerated speed The all-seeing eye steady soaring through the sky Blades, moving in a blur, smoothly, choosing do or die Trained for this day, strained our entire lives Then we aimed for the prize, unchained and now we rise Madness, consumed by the dissatisfaction Unleashing rap tactics out of a notepad of passion Evident consequence impacting us all The time of man's ended, now it's time that they fall Notice the chosen, bespoke perilous moments The signs, showing of omens, red stones, alchemy tokens Potent overdoses enclosing growing explosions We focus all our motions revoking all that is broken Syntax retracts tactical alliteration Take the flow of the universe then change configuration Personal development synched with all the elements Felons, no telling what's dwelling behind our elegance Moves at the speed of light, trying to find a link No time to breathe or blink, let alone to even think Instinctive, the mode controlling all of our actions The subtitles blur, too rapid for any captions From the lands of Ishval to the sands of Panama Foes decompose when they meet the hand of God From the laboratory cells where Father crafted this song Sound the horn, 'cause we're here, and the battle is on