Mid-day heat is low
Sun torches victims skin
Priests rise to command
Blood spills the altar stairs
Sacrifice to their gods
Sun sets the slaves all die
The hearts of humans left to dry
Burnt offerings to the sky
Temples built for priests with high
Messages and desperate dries
A message from a higher place
Condemning all your human race
Cowards run the rest await
Pious-virgin congragate
Offered to their godz from space
Watching on their human race
Looking into the darkness
From towers awaiting their signs
With fire they draw on our mountains
Their calendar tells us it's time
Bleed for the godz
Suddenly lightning about us
Outside a vanishing light
Looking around for the traitors
The seeds that will be left behind
Sacrifice to their godz
Sun sets the slaves all die
The hearts of humans left to dry
Burnt offerings to the sky
Looking into the darkness
From towers awaiting their signs
With fire they draw on our mountains
Their calendar tells us it's time
Bleed for the godz
Looking into the darkness
From towers awaiting their signs
With fire they draw on our mountains
Their calendar tells us it's time
Bleed for the godz
Bleed for the godz
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