Flagellation

Kill the saint for his sins
In this place where I'm a filthy soul
The father and the son
United in self-destruction
Hollowed with a knife
And no will to live
A death of pain and suffering
A conviction to die

This night for all to see
The absurdity of this tragedy
Innocent children cut off
A growing disgrace into their own flesh

Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout

The bodies finished cut off
Nothing has been fixed
Humanity cries in vain
In the distance of broken dreams

Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout
Blood, kill and shout