Vil within the heart and soul Of hatred grows Flesh torn, reaching out, tearing up Reconstructed The dawn awaits to take its shape A darkness striving Inwards thriving Massacre of sovereignty Erupting The truth cuts through to satiate A world left to emaciate All shall suffer a sordid fate Devitalized Carved apart by their own knives Leaving nothing left But despondency And a foreboding Nightmare Our hate cuts through All those who reigned Now they bleed and pray in vain Faces serrated Heaps of decaying Bodies impaled in the fields Where they lay empty To stare at the sun Scorching their carrion For never immortalized Their legacy has putrefied Devitalized Leaving nothing But their putrefying carcasses