So the beast it here
And we just sit and wiat.
Whilst he takes his fill
His wolves are at the door
We left it open wide
Whta a bitter pill


There is no compromise
There is no truth or lies
This is one more setting sun
What have we become
When this life is over

What are the odds that we’ll never be free?
There is no compromise
Waking alone at night, never to dream
There is no compromise
What of the lands that burns under this sun?
There is no compromise
Where will our children go when we are done?

You think that the beat is God
His words are so sweetly made
But God his left this place
Now that it's up to us
Will you just turn and run
Or will you stand your ground

Where will they go?