Sacrafice
peace turns to the mourninng cries of the souls,
screaming torture that he has stole
whispers in the night of the sacrafice
pain and fear is what u can feel the everlasting devouring as he rips into the skin let the sacrifice begin
he holds his head up high blood dripping from his deathly eyes
what seemed like heaven is now but hell
roting skin fear the smell
severed bodies lie within his naked soul,
forming the madness that we cant control,
we cry out our sorrow and hope that tommorrow life may bring some hope
our last chance in heaven, forgive our forsaken sins as we fall to your feet
we bg of thee we plea to the god of love please take us above to your paradise we cannot be his parasites anymore
feeding upon the blood of man, holding our memories in our hand we prey to thee we prey to he who brings our redemption
