Houses of god lie on the surface
Waiting for a humanoid
To take them away
So kill for what itÂ’s worth

The bloodÂ’s all over the fields now
Ploughing through dead bodies
Sowing the seed
Growing the crop
Red harvest moon rising

What will become?
Not the least expected
A bloody war of faith
Sacrifice for a sacrifice

Words are like knives
For the merciless
You never did wake up

Someone has to pay
For our misery
Take the blame and feed it with your people
Make it your sacrament

Sticks and stones
Playing deathtones
Free us from the burden of your grace

What will you see?
War starts when the cameras are shooting
And suddenly
Blindness is a virtue

Words are like knives
For the merciless
You never did wake up
Left unspoken
Mind unspoken

They declare it
You respect it
ItÂ’s a pact of betrayal
Agreement for your suffering

They declare it
Pact of betrayal
They declare it
YouÂ’re already dead

Words are like knives
For the merciless
You never did wake up
Left unspoken
Mind unspoken

YouÂ’re already dead