The Bleeding Earth

In distant IOf movement stillThe trail of absenceInfected willOf blood thirst riseNo other striveA lying tongueOf vision deprivedNow another dayIt's just like beforeWe slaughter mornings epilogueCrucified by another remissionSince the victim never lieWe're lead by a dead visionOn a bleeding earthThe father and all childrenOf a vision turned to rustWill reach back for one secondHesitation, fragile lust"the earth in its entirety,drenched in blood is nothing but avast altar on which every living being must dieuntil all is devoured, until the wicked is rid,until death itself is dead, on our,our bleeding earth"Crucified by another remissionSince the victim never lieWe're lead by a dead visionOn a bleeding earth