Letra da Música: Bloodshed - Deformity

Bones broken by blows with a cudgel, craniums opened by stone thrown.
The horror is present, not even children are saved...
Total disgrace!
The haunting begins, and the panic is spread.
Humans are killed as animals, rifle projectiles penetrate their bodies; Tearing 'n
spreading the viscera.
Blood, a lot of blood!
Whole families commit suicide in burning houses, alleviating the anguish and suffering caused by the horror of the war.
Violence, destruction and death.
Suffering, pain and despair.
Blood, a lot of blood, the horror is present!
Heads hanging in trees, thorax brutally opened by axes and scythes.
The war ends with many dead.
The drought earth is flooded of blood and reminds the horror of the massacre.