10,000 Generations In Blood

these were his last words to a cursed world:

now let that red sword of virtue stich right through my heart

my blood shall flow to the sinful grounds and may my wounds never bleed dry

cause this is the blood sent from the heavens and it shall pave the way to solution

blood drips from your hands and you will never wash them clean

blood always cries for blood

the blood of the innocent screams for yours

heaven now cries with tears that are flowing forth like a stream

and the blood of your victims shall drip from the skies like rain

and may the sun fall into oceans of blood

death and darkness shall reign for ten thousands of generations

your children will be drenched in blood

because he who kills cannot love and he who loves would never kill

there is no forgiveness and no mercy when mankind forgets its duties to creation

and when my last words are spoken your families shall be cursed

now take my life, take my blood

to fulfil your hearts of hatred

you wanted the blood from the innocent

and soon the innocent will splatter the ground with yours

and your children shall pay for the sins of their fathers

ten thousand generations in blood

he died and his words like thounderous blows rang and rolled over the earth

like a breath, like a wind, like a shadow, a phantom

and on the darkened sky crows will appear to bring back the light to the believers

this was the day the earth stood still, he left their rotten world behind,

murky storm clouds began to darken the sky

and in that darkness justice should rise again