AWAY FROM SHADOWFIELDS

war, They hide among the trees

cry, The children cry until earth floods With Salt

With Salt & Blood

With Salt & Blood, & shards of broken glass

brother, Stabs brother

slashing, Through skin reaching target

which, Will never beat again

shrieks, Of mothers and wives deafen

until, Ears erupt With Salt

With Salt & Blood

With Salt & Blood, & shards of broken glass

earth, Begs for Death to stop

she, Slowly covers up her children one by one

but, Death beckons to them with glee

she, Softly dances among their empty graves

we, Stand ashore and watching

as, They fall prey to a life Of Salt

Of Salt & Blood

Of Salt & Blood, & shards of broken glass

in, Their private Hell, Liviathan has risen

relentlessly, Descending blows upon intelligence

and, Schizophrenic bliss

this, Is where Purgatory dwells

and i, Stand ashore and watch, near feet

feet, Of bronze and brass And Salt

And Salt & Blood

And Salt & Blood, & shards of broken glass