"Blood-covered Earth: (from our Birth to the Grave, Gaia's Eyes Weep Red)"

"Your Sword has become Thirsty again; its
 Hunger knows no Satiation or Ending; its
  only Desire is to End the Lives of Men,
   among Women Born...

The First-time You swung it and it Struck its
  Mark, your Soul was Imprinted with the
    Stain of that Sons Blood; from now
     and Evermore, in this World and
        into the Next, You'll Wander
          in Vexation and no Rest...

NOAAAHHH RESSSTTT... on Your Heads an
Stamp that's Never Cleansed; it doesn't Die
 with You... because in the Regeneration
    You're Still, What Behind You've Left"


Gave it all away to soon, like flowers that to
early bloomed; they grew-up but died in their
haste... what a waste

They've been burned-up through the heat of
life's accursed hard sun; I turned my face away
from their ruin

(tears fell... I'd have used each one of them that
 downward ran on them, if I'd known that from
 the fucking heat, they'd have been an balm)

Blossomed and burned... in an fucking day

Consumed by the gravity of this earth; their hurts
plentiful and many, my soul for bleeds and feels;
consumed by the intensity of this earth...

blossomed and then burned

(never had an fucking chance to stand and shine...
 expendable bodies stamped by the wars of this
 world with an expiration date... like an clock, ran
 down their time)

The carcasses of our sons, floating face-down
in saturated fields of blood; for to long now
this has gone on; for TOO FUCKING long now
all these goddamned wars... this is the earth's
love; when will it be enough...

Hasn't the war machine been fed

Blood-covered earth from its birth: someone
once said...

"Blood-sacrifice Will Save;" but still, we're all
enslaved; we're ALL LOCKED in these
FUUAAHHKIIINNNGGG CHHAAAIIINNNSSS

From the womb to the grave, this is mans
destiny

(His Birthright; his only right when he's born is to
 fight and FUUUAAAHHHKIIINNNGGG DIE);

we've all been born into this Shit; with none exempt...

When we close our eyes, maybe then, we can live

"Valhalla, Hear the Lands Song; such an Overt and
 Rueful one; we're Mourning One and All, as this way...

It FAAAHHKKKIIINNNGGG continues on"

"Valhalla this Woeful Song, we'll all Sing until Our Eyes
 for the Last Time... Finally Close (finality at last); until
 We're to Rest Laid, this We'll Bitterly Learn and oppressively
 know

Someone once said...

"Blood Sacrifice will Seal it up; appease the earth...

(Alma Mater... Gaia; I hear Your Heaving Sighs and Feel
 Your Bitter Crying)

Bring Peace to Us;"

but still... AAALLLLLLL the blood-shedding has yielded
no FUCKING return

But I, this once read of this blood-covered earth from
its birth...

"Blood-sacrifice Will Save;" but still, we're all enslaved;
 we're ALL LOCKED in these...

FUUAAHHKIIINNNGGG CHHAAAIIINNNSSS

From the womb to the grave, this is mans destiny

"Valhalla, Hear the Lands Song; such an Overt and
 Rueful one; we're Mourning One and All, as this way...

It FAAAHHKKKIIINNNGGG continues on"

"Valhalla this Woeful Song, we'll all Sing until Our Eyes
 for the Last Time... Finally Close (finality at last); until
 we're laid to Rest, this we'll Bitterly Learn and oppressively
 know

"Blood Sacrifice will Seal it up; appease the earth...

(Alma Mater... Gaia; I Hear Your Heaving Sighs and Feel
 Your Bitter Crying)

Bring Peace to Us;"

Until that day though comes...

From the womb to the grave, this is mans destiny; this
is all he'll learn and know


  "Only the Dead have Seen the End of War" - Plato

      "Oh how My Eyes Long for to Close and See
          this Blessed Closure" - Dantalion