Myrding (Ereb Altor)

My weak cry sounding deep down from below A sound of another world, so fragile I'm telling a story of a destiny So devastating, my soul can not rest Murdered by the womb in cold blood Shame forcing the mind and the will A crime above all crimes Never baptized, nor nursed My vengeance will strike hard All sinners must pay the price Blood of their own blood Mother descending down to hell Please give me a name Please give me my peace Bury my body Deep down in the dark soil to rest Unwanted, left alone Starving, rotting, screaming Until the silence comes Leaving the flesh Where's the drink of life Help me to find the well Blood from the core Lifeblood turns to death Please give me a name Please give me my peace Bury my body Deep down in the dark soil to rest Say my name Please save my soul Bury me In the dark soil to rest