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Our Kingdom Undone

by Beyond Grace

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1.
These are desperate times Demanding desperate measures in kind Callous decisions, ruthless ambitions Fear the other, fear the stranger Watch the skies and watch your neighbour Show no mercy to the traitor, and no remorse We view the world in black and white A world where only might makes right A place of brutal need, with no pity for the weak Where safety is not certain, and kindness is a burden And survival is not guaranteed There is a price… For every choice we make For every decision, and every mistake There is a cost, and you must decide What are you willing to do to survive? Now the blood is in the water, and the wolves are at the gate And the ones who were the hunters are now hunted by their prey Kill or be killed is now the law Compassion is a weakness we cannot afford There is a price… For every choice we make For every decision, and every mistake There is a cost, and you must decide What are you willing to do to survive? Action breeds reaction and provokes retaliation, feeding the Cycle of suspicion that has driven us too far Callous calculations, and the coldest of equations, weaving a Self-destructive pattern ‘til our mutual destruction has been assured A price for everything, for everything a price A bloody toll to pay, for every virtue, every vice And now the time has come for us to choose our side Because there is no room for weakness among us And only the strong will survive Dark forest doctrine Dark forest doctrine Dark forest doctrine This is the only way You’re either predator or prey
2.
And now behold, a feast befitting famine, a decadent display Of shameless arrogance and ignorance barely disguised as disdain What have we done to deserve such callous disregard? Watching them grow fat upon our labour as we struggle not to starve Manna for the masses, perpetuates the lie With bread and circuses they keep us meek and pacified You must beware, the path of good intentions, it paves the road to hell And those who claim to lead you will not pay the toll themselves How much of this can we endure? Til we cannot swallow any more All that glitters is not golden And empty promises are easily broken Leading us into starvation Feeding us a liar’s banquet until we choke Gnawing at the feeble scraps, falling from their table Forcing us to claw and scratch for every meagre morsel Barmecide feast Belly of the beast Bite the hand that feeds you Before it bleeds you dry Bite the hand that feeds you before it bleeds you dry All that glitters is not golden And empty promises are easily broken Leading us into starvation Feeding us a liar’s banquet until we choke Barmecide feast Belly of the beast Bite the hand that feeds you Before it bleeds you dry Barmecide feast Decadence deceives It’s all an illusion There is no honour among thieves
3.
Rejoice, rejoice, for you have all been called To live and die in service of a greater cause To offer up your lives like wheat before the unforgiving scythe In holy martyrdom, a willing sacrifice Keep the faith, and reap the harvest But first you must be fruitful, breed and spread the gospel And if they will not hear you, then they will learn to fear you Indoctrinating the youth Control the future, dictate the truth Swarming like locusts we spread from the hive Certain of purpose and single of mind We are the chosen, children of the lord Sworn to spread salvation… Obey, obey, and all will be forgiven In the act of your contrition you will be absolved You shall be the vessel, from which we shall bring forth A quiverfull of children born to inherit and conquer by faith or by force Inheritors of our design Messengers of mercy, arbiters of who is worthy Armoured by belief Ready and willing All of us armed to the teeth Swarming like locusts we spread from the hive Certain of purpose and single of mind We are the chosen, children of the lord Sworn to spread salvation by the sermon or the sword This is how it always happens, faith begets fanaticism A viral strain of madness bordering on masochism Conditioned to believe that... We are the chosen, the favoured children Glorious of purpose, both a blessing and a burden Commanded to convert, and spread our creed across the earth So blessed be the fruit, that the lord shall open Every seed another soldier, every womb another weapon And every honoured mother Another martyr for the cause
4.
The weight of your words Is so much greater than you truly know They leave no mark but still they take a heavy toll Wearing us down with their constant attrition No one learns, no one listens No one is willing To even try Or even to pretend to see the other side They simply bow before The justice of, the baying mob Howling out for satisfaction For the slightest of transgressions So let this be a lesson Better the abuser, than the one abused Better the accuser than to be the one accused Who are you to call us the enemy? Blind to your own naked hypocrisy Factions speak louder than herds Drowning out the voice of reason And the weight of every word Builds another wall between us Pass your jealous judgements / cast your petty stones Swift to discover the sins of another / but so slow to realise your own Better the deceiver, than the one deceived Better with us than against us, better wolves than sheep What gives you the right to such cruelty? So much envy, so little empathy Factions speak louder than herds Drowning out the voice of reason And the weight of every thoughtless word Builds another wall between us
5.
We are still at war, against an enemy Whose name we do not seem to know Whose face we cannot clearly see But still they serve a purpose, and keep the surplus population Cowed into submission, terrified and easy to control Follow the leader, shocked into awe Like lambs to the slaughter… We send the poor Clad in their tattered rags to fight the rich man’s war While their own sons and daughters, work behind the scenes Keeping their hands clean, telling us that in the end The greater good will justify the means Partisans and patriots, draped in faded flags Reckless in their stolen valour, shameless in their martial drag Constant conflict, war for profit Filling their coffers and lining their pockets New disasters, made to order, shedding blood on barren soil Corporate mergers, sanctioned murder, trading human lives for oil The price of peace is endless war This is what we’re really fighting for Nothing ever truly changes, Only the names, and only the faces Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain Just listen closely to the ones who pull the strings Our is not to question why, our is just to do, and then to die No hope of victory, no end in sight Constant conflict, war for profit Filling their coffers and lining their pockets New disasters, made to order, shedding blood on barren soil Corporate mergers, sanctioned murder, trading human lives for oil And to the victor go the spoils This is the price we pay for peace From each according to his wealth To each according to his greed
6.
First they came for the weakest And I was silent Then they came for the strong And still I held my tongue So when they came for me There was no-one left to bear witness To my defiance This is how the unacceptable, becomes the unremarkable And what we once thought was impossible, becomes our daily bread How quickly we discover How easily we turn upon each other When there’s nowhere else to turn This is how the new absurdity, becomes the next atrocity Condemned by our complacency, to watch the tragedy unfold This is how democracy dies in the darkness While good men stand aside, and keep their selfish silence Afraid to speak or raise a hand Unwanted, unwelcome Untouchable, unclean Persona non grata Inhuman and obscene We hide our heads in the sand And wash the bloodstains from our hands And reassure ourselves the fault is not our own But ignorance is not the same As innocence, we’re all to blame For history repeating over and over again We’re all at fault, we’re all to blame Silence is surrender Silence only serves the oppressor We won’t be silent any longer Unwanted, unwelcome Untouchable, unclean Persona non grata Inhuman and obscene We're all unclean
7.
There is nothing else to fear Nothing else to fear but fear itself So why do we still listen to the lies that they tell us The sickness that they try to sell us The countless ways that they coerce us and compel us By sowing discord and division, all to serve their own ambition Divided we are conquered Easy pickings for the vultures Preying on our paranoia For their own gain Rumour, slander, spreading fear and propaganda They lit the match and fanned the flames And now the world is burning... A mindless conflagration, of manufactured rage Bloody libel spilling out on every single spiteful page They fill their pens with poison And wield their words like weapons Callous comments cutting deeper Leaving wounds to weep and fester They try to hide, their venom deep inside Locked behind a crooked smile that doesn’t reach their eyes Straw men and paper tigers Leave no trace but burn much brighter Blinding us with smoke and mirrors While they make their plans Distract, dissemble and deny Distort the facts, defend the lie Obfuscate, obstruct, obscure Until there’s nothing left but… Rumour, slander, spreading fear and propaganda They lit the match and fanned the flames And now the world is burning Liars, conspire, to set it all ablaze With twitching tongues and tapping fingers They dig our common grave Carefully constructing their illusions To feed the mass delusion With subtle sleight of hand and clever misdirection They conceal their true intentions Til it’s far too late Fabricating fact from fiction Turning villains into victims Rumour, slander, spreading fear and propaganda They lit the match and fanned the flames And now the world is burning Liars, conspire, to set it all ablaze With twitching tongues and tapping fingers They dig our common grave
8.
This is how the world will end Not with a bang but the stroke of a pen You’ll sign away your life in anger Sell it to the highest bidder Who promises to keep you safe And keep the outside world at bay To build a gaudy, gilded cage with no bars As everything else falls apart Complicit in our own control Conditioned to conform We pledge allegiance, blind obedience For our own convenience Now the best lack all conviction But the worst are filled with passion And the rest no longer even seem to know the difference any more This is how the world will end Not with a bang but a whimper instead… Building bigger cages, forging longer chains All to preserve the illusion of freedom The status quo must be maintained, at any cost No matter what lines must be crossed in the process Counting our losses, selling us safety and calling it progress So what will you choose? The freedom from or freedom to? The good of the many, or the greed of the few? We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes... Burning all our bridges, building our walls Raising them higher, only to watch as they fall Into ashes, everything passes, as the colony collapses A fragile house of cards we built on the backs of the masses Still toiling in vain The imbalance of power is shifting The ivory towers are falling one by one The tables are turning, and Rome is burning And all our best laid plans have come to less than nothing We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes We are divided, by lines we have drawn in the sand An isolation that we cannot withstand They say the rising of the tide, will lift us all in time Another empty promise, to keep us all in line They tell us to be patient, to bide our time and keep on waiting For salvation, waiting for a day that never comes This is how our kingdom comes undone And all the ties which bind us Blind us to what we’ve become We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes We are divided, by lines we have drawn in the sand An isolation that we cannot withstand We built ourselves a system, a pure and perfect vision With all our best intentions for a better world We made it in our image, merciless and unforgiving And far too late we realised that we had erred For what we built was a lie Corrupted by its very nature and design A shining symbol of our flaws and failures A monument to compromise All the kingdom’s horses And all the kingdom’s men Were not enough to give us safety again

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released September 3, 2021

All music by Beyond Grace
All lyrics by Andy Walmsley

Vocals: Andy Walmsley
Guitar: Tim Yearsley
Guitar: Chris Morley
Bass: Andrew Workman
Drums: Ed Gorrod

Mixed and mastered by Charles Elliott (Abysmal Dawn) of Tastemaker Audio.

Vocals recorded at Stuck On A Name Studios, Nottingham.

Artwork by Shindy Design.

Logo by Michael Cowell Art.

Band photos by ERD Visual Media.

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