Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs
Satisfy your hunger for might and blood
With greedy claws the eagle flew
Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt
We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
Nor to bow to the laurel wreath
"Haec terra mea est", the urge of your want
Spurring the horse towards the devastating end
It's the pauper that accrouches, bared indigence
Your need should cost unnumbered lives
Might and riches you have sought
Willing to pay the price in human lives
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope you had a ball in effacing lives
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope the gold you've won bestows you delight
False and fallacious, killing and omnivorous
Depleting the value of human life
But we always knew, you came with fortune
And one day you'd come with steel
We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
A tort that pays it wage death?
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope you had a ball in effacing lives
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope the gold you've won bestows you delight
Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs
Satisfy your hunger for might and blood
With greedy claws the eagle flew
Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt
Might and riches you have sought
Willing to pay the price in human lives
Standing at the top of all the ruins you have left
Watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
I hope you had a ball in effacing lives
Well, how does it feel, the fucking blood on your hands?
I hope the gold bestows you delight