Paroles de The Sin Offering

Sacrifice upon altars Evoking images Horns, blood spill, murder acts Diabolic rituals to jehovah Cut throat This is my excuse for my sins To redeem my faults I have to kill some innocent life Blessed lie, blackened pulse The sin offering for the world This purification proffering With empty words Assassin on my conscious Redeemed by the sacrifice From the servants of God As above so below Seeing what I see Living what I live I just can say All gods are dead Seven times – infidel as I Seven crosses – fail as I Seven sacrifices – human as I