A thousand drops

A thousands drops of tears of pain
Through all this bloodshed one thing will remain
You sent your tribe to maine and destroy
Cause terror and fear to strip our joy
Evil black cloud creating monsters of man
We know where this started and where it began 
A diety that hates and murders the young 
Is not one to love or try to belong 
We were told from old that love was the way
Listen to your heart and hear what it says