World Burns To d**h - The Red Locusts lyrics

The black earth of Rus' was sown with human bones And watered with mother's tears for a harvest of sorrow And the children of Rus' paid an awful price One in three were cut down as the reaper swung his scythe A swarm of red locusts stripped the field of grain A quarter ton per corpse shipped out of Ukraine And the children of Rus' paid an awful price One in three were cut down as the reaper swung his scythe The black earth of Rus' was sown with human bones And watered with mother's tears for a harvest of sorrow And the children of Rus' paid an awful price One in three were cut down as the reaper swung his scythe A swarm of red locusts brought pestilence and plague Starvation and d**h upon the Ukraine The plans to starve a nation were made at banquet tables The cruelest irony in the cruelty of koba? Stalins “great hunger” Horrible Holodomor