An Offered Hand

Reconcile what you've done that's in the past
Now I know your soul is lost
Memories of people that were so refined
Speaking of yet another lost cause

An offered hand will feel the bite
What is wrong is sometimes right
The children cry for sacrifice

You have taken all and given nothing back
Your greed it knows no bounds
As your legions fall to the ticking of the clock
The irony is so profound

An offered hand will feel the bite
What is wrong is sometimes right
The children cry for sacrifice

Now the tree of life has almost shed its leaves
It reveals your arrogance
For some reason you still think you're in command
Preparing for eternal rest

An offered hand will feel the bite
What is wrong is sometimes right
The children cry for sacrifice