Drums of death fill the jungle sky
Bring in the warriors who survived the fight
How they wish that they had died
Human sacrifice

Feasting on their flesh
A trophy of(f) their heads

Hoping to seize their power and their youth
By magical deed, this eating their own kind
They feel new energy coursing through their veins
Even if it's only in their mind

Behind the altar, a by us reviled priest
Dividing bread and pouring out the wine
Celebration of the Eucharist
His mindless herd's forming a line

The bread symbolizes the Body of Christ
They eat his flesh and hope to see the light
To be granted his power's what they came for
Where have I heard that before ?

Rituals they adopt - from a cultur less developed
A similarity undenied - so tell me where the difference lies

To me your Christianity - is much estranged from reality
Reflect on what you' ve done - you' ve eaten your own god

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