In Blood Be Sworn

From the skies below
Sneak the winds of nature's veins
Cold and creeping
Silently the soil beds the slain.

Lurking all alone
Gazing bleak from branches dim
Bold and breathing
Terrified as blood drips from their leaves.

This land before the new
Driven out and destroyed
All living and kings
Arbitrated from the eyes of the earth.

Corpses endlessly
Trees ripped fierce from their roots
Valleys that once grew
Now choked with a surge of remains and hooves.

“Murder!” screams the forest afar
“Murder!” screams the winds
Murder in the name of morality.

Judged for ancient scorn
Wrath upon entire realms
What is noble with no evil to now be compared?

In the depths laid a mother
Once straddling scared with her young
This new world of good
Has written it's very own tainted song.

Burn, for a better world
Blood stains thy innocent hands
Burn, in blood be sworn.

“Murder!” screams the forest afar
“Murder!” screams the winds
Murder in the name of morality.

Burn, for a better world
Blood stains thy innocent hands
Burn, in blood be sworn.

When the flames subside
And pure birds plants the seeds of new life
The revelations of the righteous above
Will be reborn, an inescapable past.

For the great day has come
Let your fury not go down upon the sun.

Unleash a fury
Rebuild in scorn
Those that are born
In blood be sworn.

Annihilation
Ripped and torn
Those who are born
In blood be sworn.

Burn, for a better world
Blood stains thy innocent hands
Burn, in blood be sworn.