Open Graves

Their throat is an open grave
With their tongues, they keep deceiving
Snake venom drips from their lips
Their mouths are full of bitterness

We’re falling on our knees
Because the path of peace
We have not known
(Have not known)

Their feet are swift to shed blood
Destruction and misery are on their path
The fallen, the risen, the found and the missing

We’re falling on our knees
Because the path of peace, we have not known
(Have not known)