Lyrics Kwaad Bloed - Wiegedood

Kwaad Bloed

The glass is broken.
The knives are out
Where voices are trembling, there’s nowhere/ no will to hide
Never undone.
Never unsaid
In time confined but forever condemned
As one, we reach out
As one, we abide
On the first day coming
The blood will be denied
The last-born child
Martyr of spite
On the first day coming
He will be denied
From Brother to ghost
From Brethren to past
To nothing
To never
No more