Serving the faith,abduction the oath
it lie in wait for the offering.Religion
is old,for drawing the young,purity
withers and dies.Never return to the
ones that provided,children draining
parents of will.I hold out my hand to
bloodless child,I'm taken by the one I
was saving,from death.
(CHORUS) By demons be driven
Beckon the call
With decline in mind,end not far,we're
left hanging alone here.He pulls us from
nails,shatters our bones,leaving us crip,
pled and strewn.Boiling my corpse in
the blood of his children,praying for
his god to prevail.Burying us with
loved ones,to sleep with shelled children
of the sixth dimension.

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