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