The Crimson Armada



The Architect


作词：Saud Ahmed, Kyle Barrington, Dan Hatfield, David Puckett, Chris Yates

Brace yourself, the towers arch over our heads
The signs inching down our necks carve the path of our existence
No obelus could be printed in the temple walls
Perfection to the micrometer and no pillar could ever fall

Brace yourself, the sky is a dance of culling blades
Encircle as knife hand prays to incise before ascending

Surely the sea had been split
And from its middle ground rose a serpent from a stick
We have regressed, with every step we grow much closer
But now we tear the horns and beg the books will end the torture

He who kneels before his Lord is saved

The towers above and the infinite throne
Have watched over millions of centuries
To show there is not in existence a word
To describe the love the creator has left for mankind

The structures convey the majestic framework
Of the consuming earth, oceans placed universe
Constructed pieces scream the same verse in His name


Kneel before your Lord, rest easy child, you are saved

He who kneels before his Lord is saved
And will behold the Architect, behold the Architect

Brace yourself for time is proportioned now
To stop dead and planets will come to sudden halt
Brace yourself, mountains will turn over in guilt
The footwork will uproot itself exposing everything it's built

Brace yourself to feast eyes upon the most merciful, most gracious light
That any man could ever have beheld within his sight

Kneel before the throne

Seconds will race encasing quickly, clouding thoughts
Masking thy conviction tracing all to be untaught
Pressed forehead to the floor, flow tears for mindless
Solace upon the edge of crafting fate where it's met with oceanic abyss
Deliver what is mine to take for I submit unfaltering faith

He who kneels before his Lord is saved
Kneel before your Lord