Fractus Promissum

The promise that was handed down was never what it seems
 Do we live a life of wonder or a curse of broken dreams
 Do we rise up from the ashes, begin the next crusade
 Or burn upon the alter of the terror that we've made
 Do we cower in the shadows or step into the light
 Embrace the blinding fury borne of chaos' holy might
 Rise up from the darkness, put an end to wicked schemes
 Or do we bow our heads and follow someone else's dream
 The promise slips away
 Another broken dream
 Will we ever heed the warnings sent from up above
 To build a brighter future in a world of peace and love
 Do we only hear the trumpet calling from below
 And destroy this lowly planet leaving nothing left to show
 Once a land of milk and honey, now it slowly rots away
 Living in a world of broken promise