A crimson carnage scourged the land For days on end As Mephisto's Maestro rallied his troops Again and again To pillage, plunder Sowing rape, ruin and despair The screams, the panic, the terror Echoed everywhere
Steps of fearful fledglings fill the night Imprinting tragedy and searching For a higher ground to hide Soft sweetened voices haunt the dark Reconciling solitude Or what appears their reasons to embark
Within weeks of bloodshed The stench of rot and excrement The horde of horror encountered A desolate broken down stronghold The settlement showed little signs of life Once the wolf pack entered the hide Grey dormancy had taken hold of the abode A keep to hide well and dwell
As the night fell, the horses found ease And the campfires calmed down Releasing thin grey shivers Dancing into the dark and cold night sky A dreary calm, a lullaby for the damned As suddenly, out of nothing Or out of everything, A childs' voice cried
Sworn to lose, none will be None could win, forced to see Piles of young born flesh Twitching on a funeral pyre Coaled and shivering life on fire
Children slayed that night Such demonic might Death, nowhere to hide They cut out their eyes A blind mans' map for fears to come
Guide me, Heal me, Save me
Under shimmering horizons Beyond fields of loss Where you and I tempt to find What was lost, so lost
Try to find it, where I lost itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
