Hope is but a barren garden

Through smoke and chaos we fight for our salvation, the cost is high Each victory one step closer to our redemption, but our hearts shall cry For every life taken We inch closer to our believe In the shadows of battlefields Where souls are torn asunder So we march on, arms raised high Through the fires, we must defy This ungodly struggle, our humanity defined Screams of agony pierce the air, a chorus of despair Metal clashing, bodies falling, stench of death is everywhere Torn flags wave in the wind, souls wither like fallen leaves In this hellish landscape, hope is but a barren garden Blood soaked ground beneath, thunder's rolling deep Raging flames consume the night, our souls to reclaim In the darkness of the war we search for a light A glimmer of truth and hope in this endless fight So we march on, arms raised high Through the fires, we must defy This ungodly struggle, our humanity defined Screams of agony pierce the air, a chorus of despair Metal clashing, bodies falling, stench of death is everywhere Torn flags wave in the wind, souls wither like fallen leaves In this hellish landscape, hope is but a barren garden All that remains is a fragile hope that from the ashes something pure might rise