The Farmer's Tale Pt. 2 - Annihilation at the Graves - Manticora

Hope turned to dust, in the blink of an eye

Women and children, screaming in a horrid cry

Fleeing from the sight, the view of the graveyards

I’ll scare you with my tale, as my horror story starts

Every day I see my mother, crying for her sons

Every day I hear her voice, crying for her loss

Remembering my father’s face, in anger and despair

Cursing at the sky above, collapsing in a stare

I’ve experienced too much horror

A family’s ending by the man-made caves

Everyone I loved so dear

Were annihilated at the graves

I’ve experienced too much death

Caused by mindless pleasure-seeking slaves

Everyone I loved so painfully

Were annihilated at the graves

To the burial ground, we go, in the misty night

I cling to my father’s hands, among the flickering light

Spiders crawl upon the dead, a thousand graves unfold

Ravaged bodies all around, beneath the dirt and mould

Every day I see my mother, crying for her sons

Every day I hear her voice, crying for her loss

Coming from the fields of death.

she hears a massive blow

As the dynamite explodes, in the giant graves below

I’ve stared into the reaper’s eyes

Heard his endless laughs and cries

Felt the stream of tragedy

Lost my sense my sanity

I’ve experienced too much horror

A family’s ending by the man-made caves

Everyone I loved so dear

Were annihilated at the graves

I’ve experienced too much death

Caused by mindless pleasure-seeking slaves

Everyone I loved so painfully

Were annihilated at the graves