Wakes up to the smell of blood
The mother, widow proud to be one
Answering the call of dead
To celebrate the death of her son
Gunshot ridden lullabies
For a better afterlife
Its the infants destiny
In a country torn by strife
Innocence slayed on the streets
Pay homage to your own beliefs
Born and raised amidst deceits
Blinded from the sea of grief
Delusive sight of dignity
Slaughtered in the name of god
Praising damned insanity
Blame it on your mighty lord
I dream of Gods kingdom
As I take my last breath
Predatory martyrdom
As I heed to the gods of death
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
