Sad songs of your passing
the wails of grief shake the ground and we the army of Nod
take your innocence down so we can have your pagan ways
stolen and hidden
A tale to often told
we lie your children to our sides with tales of greatness in battle and trumped up tales of evil doers...so we go to war with our neighbours while the cancer spreads through the body of our nation.
all myths to be revealed.
