One by one
Round up into the room
Young or old
Indiscriminate tomb
Black visions
As death descends
Rifles crack
Twisted bodies bend
Robbed
Of my family
Dead
You've taken everything
Desolate
My soul is depraved
Now I crawl
From beneath the maimed
Strickened by
Panic within me
Village "cleansed"
Peasnats, Dignitaries
Of my family
Dead
You've taken everything
Now I flee
The lands once called home
Left behind
Known places now alone
Never return
The pain far too great
Start anew
Foreign lands suppressed pain
Of my family
Dead
You've taken everything
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