Massacre Of El Kuroke The Dead South

Oh glorious father, where have you been?
I've been fighting for all of my sins
Mindless games and weary dreams
This madness comes from within

Oh how did you leave me here see that day
The soldiers took my rose away
They beat and battered, tore and shattered
My innocence was lost this way

They say the devil had their souls
The night they took away my rose
The fire, it burned so damn cold
At the Massacre of El Kuroke

And I was just a little boy
I dreamed of playing with flowers and toys
But now I only see death
When a boys lover is ripped away
He pulls out his guns play
Until everyone is dead

They say the devil had their souls
The night they took away my rose
The fire, it burned so damn cold
At the Massacre of El Kuroke
At the Massacre of El Kuroke