[Baloq/Coucke]



Cursed by the sins of others

Shedding blood to the ground

Fed on the pains of martyrs

the sorrows of the old remain



Distorted envisionments as seen before

Viewed through the eyes of the dead

Atrocity of relentless toil, Rivers of blood once bled

Face the land I've once known

Murder rules this place of till

Humanities existence overthrown

Fisted in blood I have killed