And we came by sea and owned them
Black fields, endless
Thunder pealing marks the pestilence
Ferocity unwavering as we storm your land
The women, the children, shrieks of attrition
Cleanse our sins in your blood
Dead forests speak no names
The sun is black forever more
Hushed whispers are all that remains
The ruins of your cities crunch beneath our feet
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