A Handsome Price
Court of gentiles, thirty-three moons
Priests abuse their sacred roles
Haggling pilgrims, den of thieves
Holy ground turned bizaar desecration
It triggered the events, the tables flipped
Bloodfoul took towards the sky
His teaching a beacon, an arrow of god
The multitudes hung upon his lies
Rest will not come easy, sweet prince
For you've brought a grave charge upon yourself
I was an intimate, I was one of the twelve
Expel the empire, the fourth sect, Israel
I begged to thee, for the sake of thy son
But you wouldn't listen, my heart turned black
If you could imagine, the moments hung like eons
When he told the disciples, he was to be betrayed
He wore a mark of honor, yet raised a heel against me
Do what you're here to do man and do it, quickly
The peace of the garden was shattered
By the silence that was a kiss
Friend, why are you here?
Uncursed, he stepped forward
Permit me, the glory of the kill
Man of this world
Nothing is as lost as I
Living cancer, pariah
The grave never gives back what its won
So here I'll swing until my gut it bursts
Bowels gush out, the field of blood
Satanas reach, the cosmos entire
He lives in me, he lives in you
Priests abuse their sacred roles
Haggling pilgrims, den of thieves
Holy ground turned bizaar desecration
It triggered the events, the tables flipped
Bloodfoul took towards the sky
His teaching a beacon, an arrow of god
The multitudes hung upon his lies
Rest will not come easy, sweet prince
For you've brought a grave charge upon yourself
I was an intimate, I was one of the twelve
Expel the empire, the fourth sect, Israel
I begged to thee, for the sake of thy son
But you wouldn't listen, my heart turned black
If you could imagine, the moments hung like eons
When he told the disciples, he was to be betrayed
He wore a mark of honor, yet raised a heel against me
Do what you're here to do man and do it, quickly
The peace of the garden was shattered
By the silence that was a kiss
Friend, why are you here?
Uncursed, he stepped forward
Permit me, the glory of the kill
Man of this world
Nothing is as lost as I
Living cancer, pariah
The grave never gives back what its won
So here I'll swing until my gut it bursts
Bowels gush out, the field of blood
Satanas reach, the cosmos entire
He lives in me, he lives in you
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Writer(s): Race Of Devils
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