Texty piesní A Plea for Purging

A Plea for Purging

Death Has Been Swallowed Up In Victory

They came from the hills

By the hundreds of thousands they swarmed

They marched in the shroud of the eve

Their flags raised high

Leaving nothing but tears in their wake

Mauling the weak, no mercy shown

Not a life was spared.

Blood to earth, blade to bone

Declaring a world of ruin upon me

Overthrow his majesty

Echoed through the trees

With the sound of war

Still i killed them all

My God I watched them die

It became so hard to scream

through their silence

I fought back against this evil wave

i watched as white flags raised

With his strength i march this crusade

With their last bleeding breath they paid

Victims made, Victims laid

Victory, Cry Victory