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Cold light becoming a new day, ready the factions, steady the flow

God's hands dressed in black, stretching outwards to eradicate them all

Cries flow 'til sunset, feral crimson mourn

Preparing the slaughter, passing over the reigns, the ring of aggression, a circle of of death

Ending the honour, ending the light, fearing nothing but eternal regret

Blood flows 'til sunset, witness crimson mourn

Blood flows 'til sunset, on the fallen, night falls

Whispering innocence floods the forest floor

Foundations of murder reaching outwards for blood

Silent compassion stands rigid, supine, alone

Atrocities witness, 'so very hard to bear'

Trembling fingers pray for the cease

Knowing, so final, none shall ever leave alive

Lambs to the slaughter, wealth of untruth

mists fill the grave fields

Crisp dew clings to frightened limbs

Ineffable wailing, murder abaft, grasping for comfort

Four or five times before they died

Child's eyes so full of fear, their hearts cry out in vain

Crimson tears fall deeper, the new earth welcomes the dead