Text: Purification. Ordinary Life In An Occupied Land.

My hands tied in the back
He comes to me with a punch and a sack
He covers my head with a hood
The noise is loud and pierces my brain

My poor mother is worried sick, I?m sure
She buried my brother before me, she will endure

My pathetic shirts hangs proud
Like a blood-stained flag unfurled
I?m in here for days on end
Or is it months, I no longer comprehend

My poor mother is worried sick, I?m sure
She buried my brother before me, she will endure

I am broken now but I will not confess
Soon I will leave my body
Let those cowards clean up the mess

He beats me again today
The it another?s turn to play
The noise is too loud
And I can feel the shroud

Warm blood dripping slowly onto the floor
Pouring from this dying body
My left eye is gone, and my legs, I can?t sense them anymore
Shackles cutting my wrists, how much longer can I resist?
Torture, it goes on for days without end
I crave for death to liberate me from this torment

I am broken now but I will not confess
Soon I will leave my body
Let those cowards clean up the mess

Of my lifeless battered flesh

A few more thoughts before I go
I have been murdered, this is you must know
I have been abdcuted and killed
Because of my love for freedom, for my land, for my people
From my blood that soaks the land
From the copious tears that I have shed
From the hidden Ditch where my body lies
A vengeful wrath will soon rise

The day is coming when we will drive the invader out of our land

(Thanks to xATHOS for these lyrics)