Liars Of The Blood Stained Cloth

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Liars of the blood stained cloth bringing false hope to the madness
Promises of paradise
Drip from their forked tongues
Souls as black as night and withered hearts writhe within

While you're on their holy crusade, your children are raped and beaten
All in the name of the lord almighty and so the priests can have their fill

Bow down before me my child and accept this sacred communion
I'll ram it down with ne're a frown
Don't cry sweet child, no, not a sound

His fists are bruised and bloodied from the ritualistic beating of the innocent
The naive will follow their dark fathers and gladly martyr themselves to to their divine cause

He stands over the motionless form, naked as the day he was born
With a quivering hand he strokes his erection and silently praises his god

Bow down before me my child and accept this sacred communion
I'll ram it down with ne're a frown
Don't cry sweet child, no, not a sound
(repeat)

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from Slaves To A Discordant System, released December 19, 2014

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