Rivers Of Blood

The Dark Lords came
They took our lands
They took our women
Slaughtered our men
Destroyed our lives

We could not fight them
Their army was too strong
They appeared from nowhere
Like ghosts in the night
Striking like demons from Hell

Setting fire  to our villages
We had nowhere we could hide
They executed our children
All we could do was to die
Dying in the rivers of blood

 

copyright Chris Smith 2010