Scales of War (live)

Tides coil in bronze-green arcs Harps of bone strung on the Nile’s black wind Helms like suns on the horizon’s blade Faces masked in newborn hate Bronze and blood in scales’ command Fate tips by the reaper’s hand Scales of War! The judgment calls Scales of War! A kingdom falls Thrust of spear and primal roar All beneath the Scales of War! Columns sway in fevered dust The wind pours sand into every wound From the delta’s throat, a hiss A kingdom split, a sentence doom Scales of War! The judgment calls. Scales of War! A kingdom falls. Thrust of spear and primal roar, All beneath the Scales of War!