The voice of blood
the voice of honour.
Elders seated at the sacrament table.
the woman in black pours the bitter wine.
Words are drunk from the silence of the chalice.
Judging of parjury .
Chatisement of adultery .
The law of what is right in the eyes of man .
The court to which god doesn\'t invites himself.
Sentence of the dagger ,
ritual of traditions ,
cold steel .
Destiny written by the bullet
that errases the affront ...
The blood of the grapevine
delights the palate .
Elders share communion ,
tomorow\'s harvest will be fruitful .
the girls will give birth to martyrs
promised to life ...
Scorched earth ,
hard on effort ,
I fight you ,I want you ..
turned over ...possessed ...
It\'s time to rest ...
\'\' Woman pour me some more of that wine
in the name of the one who will fall ! \'\'
In the name of the voice of blood .