Serving the faith, abduction the oath
It lie in wait for the offering
Religion is old, for drawing the young
Purity withers and dies
Never return to the ones that provided
Children draining parents of will.
I hold out my hand to bloodless child
I'm taken by the one I was saving, from death.
CHORUS:
By demons, be driven
Beckon the call
With decline in mind, end not far
We're left hanging alone here
He pulls us from nails, shatters our bones
Leaving us crippled and strewn.
Boiling my corpse in the blood of his children
Praying for his god to prevail.
Burying us with loved ones
To sleep with shelled children of the sixth dimension
CHORUS