Slaughter the children
To protect the father!
Slaughter the children
To protect the father!
The blood to water
The blood to water
Aware inside my body
Trapped in a pool of... blood
I dig my fingers in the open sores
Of the ones who've given up
I hear them suffocate
They are bloated, a waste of life
Relax my hands, it's a blessing
Their eyes turn up, I force mine down
Relax my hands, it's a blessing
Their eyes turn up, I force mine down in the hole
The gift of death is such a blessing for us!
Cut out my wicked eyes
Cut out my wicked eyes...
Gift of death!
Cut out my wicked eyes!
A gift is carved to hide the markings on palms
A mask could hide thy father
Blood to water, blood to water
To protect the father!
Slaughter the children
To protect the father!
The blood to water
The blood to water
Aware inside my body
Trapped in a pool of... blood
I dig my fingers in the open sores
Of the ones who've given up
I hear them suffocate
They are bloated, a waste of life
Relax my hands, it's a blessing
Their eyes turn up, I force mine down
Relax my hands, it's a blessing
Their eyes turn up, I force mine down in the hole
The gift of death is such a blessing for us!
Cut out my wicked eyes
Cut out my wicked eyes...
Gift of death!
Cut out my wicked eyes!
A gift is carved to hide the markings on palms
A mask could hide thy father
Blood to water, blood to water
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