How can this sorrow reach
Across such a fertile land?
As acid rain is pouring down,
Our whispers seep
Into the soil
Beneath stone and painted skies
A serpent-tongued beast commands legions
To reprise
Flawed philosophies
And stratagem
Resolved long ago
To feed their gluttony
With no respect for sovereignty
But in all eventualities to come
Are truths ever noble
Which can't be undone
Whether by pike or by gun
We'll render their flesh
And reunite under this
Sacrifice
With this lamentation I beckon
Observe whats before you
With impassioned eyes
Count the atrocities
Lost dignities
The rape of our mothers
The hand of a society
Which murders its brothers
While spilling blood for the enemy
As one with their wine
They are a blight on our fields
A plague to our tribe
But one
Path is clear
Accept, I implore,
Receive this
Sacrifice
Hestia
Asphyxia
Hestia
Our fire dies
How can this sorrow reach
Across such a fertile land?
As acid rain is pouring down,
Our whispers seep
Into the soil
With the indoctrination of the neophyte
With the perversion of our throne
In this feral place cyclopean
We'll salt the earth above their bones
Now, when old gods come
To purge and renew this land
The rain will wash away their ash
Their whispers will seep
Into the soil
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