from the soil we were forged from the dark we were taught alma mater — bleeding stone the cradle where the war was sown broken words and iron law the first lesson: fear and war the walls remember every cry the fields where countless dreams will die every son and every daughter born into the hand of slaughter we were raised in ash and fire forged in chains and dark desire alma mater hear the call the mother watches as we fall alma mater cold and wide the mother feeds on those who died every prayer a fractured sound every hope buried in ground the lessons written in the dust the price of power — blood and trust the mother calls us back again to fields where brothers slaughter men a legacy of steel and pain the cycle rises once again we were born to hear the cry of empires left to die mother of ash mother of war alma mater — watch us burn every child will one day return to the soil where all are one when the final war is done alma mater hear the call the mother watches as we fall alma mater cold and wide the mother feeds on those who died we return… to the mother.
