Brodequin - Feast Of Flesh | Текст песни

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A ritualistic sacrifice set up to pass judgement on the chosen ones
a covenant blessed with blood priests set with knives
in hand anxious believers look toward the sky,

Skin shaven clean,
blood flowing,
puncture wound,
life fading.

Bodies dismembered by the hundreds
amongst the screams of bliss severed limbs
are ravenously devoured baptizing
the new in the blood of the feast of flesh,

Arms bound down,
blood flowing,
Feast of Flesh...

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