Earth’s Defilement
Crimson blood and countless souls devoured
To build the bones of that founded Nation
That swept in with death and turmoil
From across the sea.
Earth’s entrails recoiled beneath treading footsteps
Of panting horses and iron-clad men,
And mourned with bitter tears
The fall of countless Nations.
For they had slit her children’s throats
To bathe her in their blood,
As the raging fire of the Invaders’ darkened hearts and clouded vision
Defiled her.
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