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In its absence

Our dreams unfulfilled

We who know

the sanctity of blood

We are silenced

The flame extinguished

The value of life not revealed

A song within one’s heart is mute

A ritual without the blood

is untrue

There was a time

When we rode through

The barren land touched by

the hand of god

Where ever we passed

A trail of death

The sanctity of blood revealed

A song within one’s heart is mute

A ritual without the blood

is untrue

Time and again

manifest death

Lust for blood

a mandate from below

Whatever the reason

Now forgotten

Oh how we lived

it was a gift to us

A song within one’s heart is mute

A ritual without the blood

is untrue