What is to be will be

As evil stalks this sacred ground

A push forward with the promise of a better life

What is to be will be

Under siege, refuge now breeched

Doomed for the divine loss

The diabolical hand of god

Bring down the steel, lead and fire for blood

A crossed venomous command

The misery runs deep

Paranoia consuming the conscience of man

The misery runs deep

Lead to slaughter in the midst of a mountainous rage

A trail to fire

A darkness lays wait in these plains

A trail to fire

A burden of truth ascending on massacre lands

It's too late

All anguish reprieved in shallow graves

What is to be will be

A valiant defense falls to cease

The hoary beast of hatred betrays

What is to be will be

Seventeen now orphaned cry

A trail to fire

All led to slaughter.