Our voices echo on a quiet night,
Silver vices on unholy cathedral.
Moon and sun,
A birthing light in this duality.
Embrace the feeling of our human skin,
Intertwining now in ecstasy.
Lie in the circle of a few who stain,
Our bodies with their own blood.
The presence getting as the child grows,
A family burdened with a line full of evil.
Sacrifice,
Now you can live to see another day.
Embrace the feeling of our human skin,
Intertwining now in ecstasy.
Lie in the circle of a few who stain,
Our bodies with your own blood.
Embrace the feeling of a soul within,
Lie in the circle of a few who stain,
Our bodies with their own blood.
Our voices echo on a quiet night,
Silver vices on unholy cathedral.
Moon and sun,
A birthing light in this duality.
These voices echo so violently,
A comprecation with a life full of evil.
Sacrifice,
Now you can live to see another day
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