Religion of Blood
You're getting hard knocks
A lot of absurd advices
You feel the pain and chaos
Always trying to stay in round
The pressure on you
Is growing and getting stronger
Questions are filling
Your perception
Chaos swallowed
Your own face
If you deny
The false prophecy
You will lose your consciousness
You have to wake up
Show your face to your enemy
Fight back his hits
Annihilates his pressure
Drown him in his own blood
You have your own belief
Never forget
Don't sell the only thing
Which differentiates you
From the bastards
Everything is written
Deep in your blood
Nothing will change its flow
Veins are the way
Which is leading you
From the beginning to the grave
Only the believe in blood
Autor(es): Immortal / Rasto S.
