That is no more in you, joy that you felt
That has been drawn away from your heart
Your mother they did kill and your family too
By your child’s hands acts were forced

Cadavers and blood
On those hills that you where born
On that village that you did grown
On that ground that you did play

Rifle in your hands
Blood of the innocent covers them
Eyes of the dead, whit out any emotion
Dead, murdered that inner child

Cadavers and blood
On those hills that you where born
On that village that you did grown
On that ground that you did play

Oh, land, so much blood that you bear
Oh, my home that exist no more
My tiny foot that did have to learn to walk,
In those paths of the not righteous

Where are you now, where are we now?
What is the purpose, why we are in here?

Among walking cadavers
Among walking dead
Among lost ones
God help us please!

Oh, land, so much blood that you bear
Oh, my home that exist no more
My tiny foot that did have to learn to walk,
In those paths of the not righteous

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