i still hear the screams
of the tortured souls
as i walk the path
which runs though
the meadows of pain

i still smell the blood
that spilled from the bodies
i stepoff the path
and images of death
race through my mind

cursed meadows of pain
tearing a hole so deep
so sinister and dark
i lose myself

the wrath of a lunatic
cursed this land
now i am reliving
the dreaded nightmare
in the meadows of pain

these meadows known as
the meadow of pain
took lives destroyed families
now i am honored
by burning these memories
in the meadows of pain

as the inferno blazes
i see the smiles of those
who have been murdered
and the hatred
in the eyes of the maniac

with nothing left of
the meadows of pain
all that remains is ash
no more will there be
the meadow of pain