Die, don't revive, won't succumb 

Conduit of anger, tools of the trade 

Essential supply of patrol compulsory 

Instruments of wrath, in need of the lifeblood 

Never ending skirmish for resource control 

When entry contested, instigate combat 



Financial enticement right to access 

No alternative 'til it's gone 

Proxy battlefield, resupplied 

With the means to strike down abruptly 

All attrition comes from above 

Inflexile directives bound to 



With the foothold, still in the game 

Posturing rivals, one in the same 

Necessary actions breed hostility 



Postponement of eventual crusade 

Indigenous inhabitants 

Striving to create their tranquility 

Forcing the masses to devote submission 

Time is running short for that vision 

Accelerated endeavor 

Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel 

When there's nothing left but sand 



The priviledged squandering wealth 

Wasted on obsolete armaments 

Window of proseperity 

Closing as the years go by 

Wanting to save face 

Of ancient grievances 

Refusing to move forward 

Utilizing nothing 



Depletion of reservoirs ratcheting up methodology 

Claiming intent of purpose to aid and support 



The blood of power 

The blood of power 



When exhaustion limit nears proxy war meets conclusion 

Full fledged world campaign, every nation's declaration 

Supremacy through allies, choosing sides, which one lies? 

Claims to those assets for warranted capital, seize 



Everything on the table of possibilities 

No surrender without prize vital dependency 



The new reserves, the ocean floor front line 

The future uncertain, submerged technology 

Progressing forth, into the unknown