Passage Of Pain

Step with me into the pages scribed by soulless men

Drench the eye in confessions composed by the butchers hand descend

Your mind

Surrender to the flies embrace these fears

That you've ignored walk out onto my killing floor

Renounced by blood

Controlled by none

Through the passage of pain we are all the same

Within your flesh, a part of me

So grind your axe and fill your graves

We are till death by hate enslaved

By hate enslaved

Take this doubt in which you drown and drain it down the way

What good is wrath if we regret one must commit, one must obey

Ascend. Your mind

Let truth be your disguise

Enfold this blade within your grasp

Assure this breath to be their last

Renounced by blood

Controlled by none

Through the passage of pain we are all the same

Within your flesh, a part of me

So grind your axe and fill your graves

We are till death by hate enslaved

Step with me into the pages

Step with me into the pages

Take this down in which you've drown

Drown

Drown

Drown

Through the passage of pain we are all the same

Within your flesh, a part of me

So grind your axe and fill your graves

We are till death by hate enslaved

We bleed the same

We bleed the same

We bleed the same

We fill the graves

We bleed the same

We bleed the same

We bleed the same

We fill the graves