Superhuman
The Loyal Order Lyrics

Into the distant violence
In the midst of chaos and turmoil, where conflict and danger reside.

Frozen boots on the ground
In a warzone, where the ground is so cold and harsh, that even shoes seem to be frozen.

Instinctual, a call to war, a painted face, a jugular
An innate force that drives one towards fighting, with their face marked and veins visible, ready to pounce on the enemy.

Rise above this
To soar higher than the chaos and emerge victorious.

I know the reason I'm climbing
To triumph over the challenges and obstacles that come one's way.

Trespass I disappear
To move into unknown territories and not be found where others can easily reach.

Going off the grid again
To not be connected to the conventional power and information sources and being completely off the radar.

I'm your superhuman
One who has unmatched strength, endurance, and courage to overcome all adversity.

I'm the scent of man
The primal odor of one's existence, revealing the raw and ferocious nature within.

Another blood sky nightmare
A vision of a hopeless future where the sky turns red with bloodshed under the never-ending cycle of violence.

Last breath of innocence
A final moment of purity before death and depravity destroy it all.

Determinate, a sharpened tongue, to kill the beast, the chosen one
To have an undoubted purpose, speak clearly of one's intentions and destiny, to destroy evil and rise as the savior.

In this life, I've found what lies before us
Discovering the harsh realities of existence and the challenges that lie ahead of oneself.

Is paved with stains of heroes
The path to greatness and glory has been paved by the sacrifice and heroic deeds of the ones who came before us, but whose memories are stained with blood.

Laid by hands of strangers
The ones who have paved the path for others come from diverse backgrounds and may not be known to us.

I'm the bloodstained hands
The scars and wounds that come with the brutal battles fought, which bear witness to the violent encounters.

I'm the fallen bullet
The deadly projectile that has missed its mark and has now been defeated.

I'm the scent of man
The raw, animalistic essence of mankind, and the sheer will to survive and triumph against all odds.