The cry of the the land

That land cries tonight

There will be no rest

There is nothing

Trouble like darkness reign

The children like the night dwellers roam

They feast on the leftovers of the day

The land I knew is gone

I'm now in the valley of the unknown

If you choose blood over common sense

If you choose to disagree rather than agree

You wash the land with blood

With the blood of the innocent you wash the land

You get what you deserve

The land cry