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Blood Sacrifice
02:57
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BURN THEM TO THE BONE
Captives were taken in undergrowth
Wrapped in odd cloth of foreign look
Uttering faint words in an unknown language
We beat them with club made from mammoth bone
Bind to a branch of a dead tree
Carry them to the ritual cave
MARCH. ONWARDS.
Trodding trough the dense forest
Animals flee as they fear the sight of us
Eyes fixed on the sacrificial chambers
The towering stone altar
Old and blood encrusted
By ancient blood rituals
The ancient one lifts the spear
Carved stone tip gleams in firelight
As the captives are slaughtered on the altar
Unholy chants of praise are sung
BLOOD ON SACRED GROUND
Penetrated flesh
Wounds ooze
Blood. To. Praise the gods
Rebirth. Through sacrifice
SACRIFICE
TO THE GODS
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Stockpiles growing empty, reserves are running out
All nearby animals slaughtered, all crops burned to the ground
Prayer to the gods, help us or we die
Only one way left if we want to survive
March of the tribal warriors
Armed to teeth with clubs
Eyes full of chaotic lust
Fire burns inside chest
Wet cold muckus drips down
Acid eats away flesh
Screams in the overgrown labyrinth
Lost souls rot away in caves
En. ter. the green. hell. full. of. deaaaathhh
Procession to the poison jungle
Horrendous wet death awaits!
Procession to the
Poison hell
Kill the creatures
Skin them whole
Take their flesh
To eat them back at home
Procession to the
Poison hell
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Lightning strikes the old oak tree of our
forefatherssss ... Tongues of fire lick the dry leaves bare
Shimmering eyes watch under a crescent moon
Ungodly forms twitch and flicker in its
reflection
Bound on poles
Serrated knives stuck in their flesh
Chants are raised in ecstatic fervour
Circle of 13 gathers as the
clouds cover the moon
Howls and wails pierce
the cloak of winter
May their souls float on
unending streams of blood
Hooded figures march
Towards the blazing
monument of endless pain
May their souls float on
unending streams of blood
Skin crumbles in blurring colours
As shapes deform and reform again
Tortured souls scream in agony
May their souls float on
unending streams of blood
May their souls float on
unending streams of blood
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As the bones of old command
Read by the village elder
Weapons are gathered in masses
To strike at night
Strike!
At Night!
Fall over them like locusts
Clubs and axes raised high
Their blood shall flow in streams
March to their caves
Light up the night
With torches of fire
Burn their huts
Kill their guards
Leave no survivors
Eat their food
Poison their well
As fate foretold
Place their skulls
On the ancient altar
Made of human bone
Please the sacred bones...
We do as. They command.
Ancient law. We abide.
Bones say kill. So we kill.
Elder spoke. Words of fate.
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Cold wind howling
Over the burial site
Remnants of foes an friends alike
Scattered on unholy ground
Flame of life turned to dust
Rotting away forever more
The soil drained of all life
Bones and skulls piled up high
Sacred ground
Bones. Crushed. In. Battle.
Remnants. Left. After. Raids.
Buried. In. Silent. Mud.
Soon. To be. Forgotten.
Sacral winds - howling and unforgiving
Carving the bones of the earth
In resemblance of cold unfeeling fingers
Losing their grasp on life
Cold... Wind...
Frozen empty faces
stare eyeless stares under black clouds
of eternal damnation
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Blood Monk
05:49
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ALL HAIL GOATLORD!
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