They plot to cast us out of their Heaven, built upon the masses’ ignorant toil; the human soil
Gifts delivered all coated with poison, licking tongues spreading fear and disease; this all must cease
Chorus:
Rise up like waves in wild seas to drown the land
Souls merging in a whirlwind, to make a stand
First breath you draw and the struggle commences, hard-earned survival and conflict entwined, by
grand design
Chorus
Spark the flame, light the darkness, find the path – be the wrath
Break the binds, cure the blindness, spread the word – let truth be heard
From righteous man upholding virtues pure, to the hopeless seeking just to destroy
From children fighting over useless toys, to old men plotting to regain their power
To defend from tyrants who will take, or exact revenge by the hand of justice
This existence is war without end, you're conquered the moment when you let your guard down
Spark the flame, light the darkness, find the path – be the wrath
Break the binds, cure the blindness, spread the word – let truth be heard
So your future is laid down before thee, hollow eyes and the whispers of chains; cold bleak domains
Or we curve a new path to Ascension, forged by our hopes and our zeal, by fire and steel
It's the Wrath of the Exiled God, the Wrath of the Exiled God
Fear the Wrath of the Exiled God, Hear the Wrath of the Exiled God
It's the Wrath of the Exiled God of War
Scalding metalcore from Spain, “Where the Waves Are Born” swings from clean to growled vocals over blindingly intricate fretwork. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2023
