Cleanse yourself before The festival of the crushed skull moon Feast, celebration and praise Coursing powers spill from cosmic rays Sacrifice, a death consecration Bowing to idols to ward off doom The young warriors engage in ritual combat Be pinned or wounded, walk free in shame The unscathed champion, the pride of the tribe To appease dark gods, will fall on his knife The crushed skull moon has risen Wonder fills their eyes The sacrifice steps forward Offering his life Servants bring oil and tinder To stoke a roaring blaze The companion virgins Are placed upon their knees They are asphyxiated To serve eternally The life drains from his eyes With a euphoric grin All placed upon the blaze The clan shouts words of thanks The day of doom staved A blessing upon their grain The ashes gathered for the youth Are muddled into caustic paste They drink the fermentation of the sacrifice To grant them dark infernal strengthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
