Exzoust The Land with No Law

Evil grown by your hands
Drives you to the west
Taste the bowl of hate
And ask for more

Fear whispers in your ears
Pay for your silent sins
Golden days
Year ‘44

Violence strikes like boomerang
Feel the grace of burning land
Would you close your eyes like it doesn’t concern you, it’s all you pretend

Now wash yourself in silence
Share the void with martyred souls
Your death is not a crime
On the land with no law

Pay for tortured lives
See the children died by gas
Hand towards the sun
Send your silent S.O.S.

Mother mourns her passed son
Raped and thrown in dirt
She just wants to scream
And screams by blood

Human flows on joint lines
Victims and tormentors
You can't redeem your guilt
For the crimes you made just because you were blind

Now wash yourself in silence
Share the void with martyred souls
Your death is not a crime
On the land with no law

Like quiet reminder stands
Lesson for the future sons
Behold the face of war
To scorn it at once

Pay for tortured lives
See the children died by gas
Hand towards the sun
Send your silent S.O.S.

Now wash yourself in silence
Share the void with martyred souls
Your death is not a crime
On the land with no law