Crimes Of Faith by Balaclava

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