
Victims
by Balaclava· from Crimes Of Faith
Rise up!
Rise up from your hell-forged bonds
A new world is waiting
Bring war, death, despair to its sons
“So many I’d not thought death had undone so many.”
Down here, the lightless ocean floor, millions lay strewn
Still the beast craves millions more
So many drift down seduced, but to find it’s infernal maw
They haunt me still, those eyes that dared to burn
Pluck them out!
All dead
We never remember
We can never forget
Our eternal life: unending death