Forsaken Cries

Forsaken cries, the martyr's melodies
Sacrificed  our flesh, what you call blessed
Wars  bend our backs, Melt down our freedom
Cut off our hands, In divinity and lies
From false devotees, To laying claim
Can  hear the melodies, For eternity
Shattered  by our own slavery, all heavens fall
At the gates of sanctuary, all heavens fall

Blood  on walls fulfilled our daydreams
Lost our life's in the name of false truth

Wasted blood infect with blindness
Stolen gold what made our symbols
Sandy  wounds wash in holy water
Burning souls lead to a new cross

...To a new cross!

Forsaken cries