Sacrifice - Sinsaenum

Come you servant

For no one expects your return

Come you servant

Obey as your skin starts to burn

Sacrifice of the blind

For your flesh is so weak

Reflections of the flames

In your dead eyes

Live the spell, your own hell

So pure, yo delicate!

Forbidden ecstasy

Sin of the flesh

I’m riding with the chosen few

And grinding the weak

We are the chosen Gods

Bow down to none

Please your master

You’ve been taught:

You are the sickest one!

Please your master

Blasphemic purification

Fullfill the visions

Embrace the curse

Eternal pleasure in hell

I’m riding with the chosen few

And grinding the weak

We are the chosen Gods

Bow down to none

For you are nothing

But a flesh offering to the Gods!

For you are nothing

But just blood spilled for the Gods!

For you are nothing

Just like all the others before

For you are nothing

And your soul will wander through hell forever