It came to us disguised as night,
demons and winged beasts with a flame in each breath,
the Mexican moonlight shifted from whitened blue to crimson red.
We felt the vibrations on our skin as it burned through our defenses.
Hell has cometh tonight...
Through the village they flew, ran and raped,
smoke in our lunges and flames in our hair,
Where are thou, God? Hell has a cometh!
the cries for help cheered on by the Devil.
Pistoleers and bandits all fired their guns,
Mothers and fathers all lost their sons,
The daughters captured, hidden and spent,
The time is too late, too late to repent.
