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Rituals, sacrifice, humans to the slaughter

The promise of the gods means killing your sons and daughters

The blood on your hands for the good of your tribe

Will assure your place in heaven the day that you die

Parading mothers feeding the greedy fathers

Like shattered mirror images on the path of death

Thus lay their faith in sacrificial knives

Remnants of rituals that will come to haunt their lives

A thousand years of progress

Seem to not exist

There is a price to pay

For whoever that resist

Resist thе claims of heaven

Resist thе claims of hell

Under the burden of reality

You find the human spell