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SARCOPHAGY
We are the heart of destruction
Created for only one thing
We sacrifice our first born
Hell is here and we have arrived
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
I'M DEAD WRAP ME IN THE SHROUD OF MY GOD
NOTHING HERE BUT A BULLET TO THE HEAD
the only hope i ever had is that
MY FAMILY REMEMBERS ME
At war with the Ares within
And the psychopomp waits outside
We will sacrifice our last child
Ablaze in the tarnished glory
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
WHO WILL REMEMBER?
ABANDONED to the BAYONETS
IMPALING all that YOU RAISED
will there be A CROSS with my name?
I WAS A HERO BEFORE I DIED
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
there will always be another god machine
that take our first born for cannon fodder
wash us in the blood of the sacrificed
and the sarcophagy has just begun
Created for only one thing
We sacrifice our first born
Hell is here and we have arrived
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
I'M DEAD WRAP ME IN THE SHROUD OF MY GOD
NOTHING HERE BUT A BULLET TO THE HEAD
the only hope i ever had is that
MY FAMILY REMEMBERS ME
At war with the Ares within
And the psychopomp waits outside
We will sacrifice our last child
Ablaze in the tarnished glory
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
WHO WILL REMEMBER?
ABANDONED to the BAYONETS
IMPALING all that YOU RAISED
will there be A CROSS with my name?
I WAS A HERO BEFORE I DIED
A mandatory offering
Of the young and strong suicide
And we wave our flags for their doom
Just leave your old and feeble far behind
Bitter false icons hide behind their thrones
They line rivers of blood with charnel homes
We have become the essence of our crumbs
And the sarcophagy has just begun
there will always be another god machine
that take our first born for cannon fodder
wash us in the blood of the sacrificed
and the sarcophagy has just begun
Published 11th Jul 2020
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© 2020 Frank Green
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