Different Breeds - Morta Skuld

Entombed within their fear

Hidden from the persecution

Empathy conceived out of pity

Disguised the crawl inside our race

In fear to show their faces

As the prophecy draws near

Eyes distraught with horror

Infest their every thought

A different breed or scared creation

Conceived out of pity or God’s insanity

There shall be no life without God it is written

Nothing is sacred in battle

Their sorrow will never pass

A different breed

Wither and fade away

Hidden persecution

They crawl inside our race