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Sacrifice Mass
Kicking, screaming, tearing hair
Sweaty face and eyes ablaze
Deep inside the mammoth lair
Screeching silence, bloody haze
Gentle woman naked lying
Feasting beast, sacrifice
Viscous monster, babies crying
Untold sins of ancient rites
Soft and sweet, wet licking tongue
The silent prayers, will she be freed
Bound tight in oral ecstasy
Her climax waits to take the seed
People laughing, cheering, singing
Pyers burn for harvest time
Paper dancers, bells are ringing
Famine's end, how sublime
Winter springs and summer falls
Seasons echo, pay the due
When the day has come to call
Make the dead be born anew
Plunging hard into the darkness
Numb and tingling, orifice
Red lips open, slightly parted
Wants to take and give and give
Fading out like fleeting shadows
Down the hall into the grave
Bodies churn by fire light
The mouth commands, become my slave
Simple minded chanting peasants
Kill the life, thing be fed
To this birth bring the presence
Thankful crops for unloved dead
Madness drifting over ages
Piper calls, endlessly
Humans tortured, anger rages
Herded mass, never free
Sweaty face and eyes ablaze
Deep inside the mammoth lair
Screeching silence, bloody haze
Gentle woman naked lying
Feasting beast, sacrifice
Viscous monster, babies crying
Untold sins of ancient rites
Soft and sweet, wet licking tongue
The silent prayers, will she be freed
Bound tight in oral ecstasy
Her climax waits to take the seed
People laughing, cheering, singing
Pyers burn for harvest time
Paper dancers, bells are ringing
Famine's end, how sublime
Winter springs and summer falls
Seasons echo, pay the due
When the day has come to call
Make the dead be born anew
Plunging hard into the darkness
Numb and tingling, orifice
Red lips open, slightly parted
Wants to take and give and give
Fading out like fleeting shadows
Down the hall into the grave
Bodies churn by fire light
The mouth commands, become my slave
Simple minded chanting peasants
Kill the life, thing be fed
To this birth bring the presence
Thankful crops for unloved dead
Madness drifting over ages
Piper calls, endlessly
Humans tortured, anger rages
Herded mass, never free
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