Steady hands, holding them down, anguished screams, in this forrest drowns, fullmoon shines, and their end is nigh. Sharpened blades, hungrily awaits the flesh.
Serrated steel, will cut them up. Blackened soil, awaits their blood. We will purge ,all that is corrupt.
Remove all, that is pure, before it rots innocent blood will wash away all of us, the souls of a dying will purify all of us Innocent blood will wash all the guilt, all the guilt, that we never felt Though their lifes might be short in years, this is no time for grief or for tears. They are beeing free'd from a world of sin, being free'd from the curse of living, free'd from the fate of rotting from within. We will set the free, so the end it can begin.
The blade plunges in, the blood pours out, wide-open eyes, catch a last glimpse of light.
We will claim your youth, we have seen the truth. We will set them free, this is how it has to be.
released December 11, 2015
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