Remember, Lord, What's Come on Us

New video in the vampire genre from the Lamentations mix.

It's about a Medieval village in crisis from a mysterious string of missing people, but the situation exploded when a newborn was taken in the middle of the night and the tracks lead back to the castle...

Remember Lord, what's come on us,
Mark our reproach and see.
Our lots to stranger's houses ours
To aliens turned be.
We orphans are and fatherless,
Our mothers widows are,
Our water we for money drink,
Our wood is sold us dear.

Our necks in perfection are,
We toyl, no rest we have.
For fill of breath to Egypt we,
And hand to Ashur gave.
Our fathers sinn'd, and are no more,
And born their sin have we.
Us servants rule; out of their hands
There's none to set us free.

For fear of life from desart's sword,
We got the bread we lack.
Because of dreadful dearth, our skin
is like an oven black.
They women forc'd in Sion, maids
In Juaah's cities: there
Princes were hang'd up by their hands,
Nor honoured elders were.

They took young men to grind, the child
Fell under wood also.
The elders ceased from the gate,
Young men their musick fro.
Our heart's joy ceased is, to moans
Our dances turned be.
The crown is fallen from our head,
Wo to us, sinn'd have we.

For this our heart is faint, for this
Our eyes are dim become.
For Sion's hill that waited is,
That foxes walk thereon.
Thy throne, Lord, is fr:m age to age.
Thou dost remain always.
Wherefore dost thou forget us aye,
Us leav'st for length of days.

Turn us to thee, and turn we shall,
Renew our days of old.
For wilt thou wholly cast us off?
Thy wrath for ever hold?