Thirty Blood Moons
Here
I cast aside
Pretense of an honest man
My holy robes
Were burned with Sophia
Justice
I've tarnished my cross
Justice
I've broken my vow
You brought your hand upon her
I cannot forgive
You set to flames the place where she slept
Revenge
It was in the night
That The Devil came to me
In his flaming eyes
Was the death of Sophia
I'll repay evil with evil
And I revile you who are vile
I'll take a life and not repent
Injustice is the greatest sin
I have taken a life in your name
A promise made to thirty silver moons
Confessed my sins to the dirt
Where I'll remain a corpse in your hands
Cathedral of my curse
I will surely die here
I've eaten the fruit
So that she may find rest
Holy Cross in hand and harp strings
Around my fist
While you feign your last prayer
I demand your life as recompense
You shall repent
O, and through your wailing, and gnashing teeth
I heard the voice of a serpent
"Revenge is mine, Sayeth the snake! Sayeth the king!"
The sorrow of this realization
Fooled to slaughter a sheep in your name
Catechism of lies on my tongue
I Repent
Now the blood I've spilled has dried
T'was not a thief, but a liar
In the night whom I followed
I've carved a seal on the door
To the furnace
That I've damned myself to
I have taken a life in your name
A promise made to thirty silver moons
Confessed my sins to the dirt
Where I'll remain a corpse in your hands
I cast aside
Pretense of an honest man
My holy robes
Were burned with Sophia
Justice
I've tarnished my cross
Justice
I've broken my vow
You brought your hand upon her
I cannot forgive
You set to flames the place where she slept
Revenge
It was in the night
That The Devil came to me
In his flaming eyes
Was the death of Sophia
I'll repay evil with evil
And I revile you who are vile
I'll take a life and not repent
Injustice is the greatest sin
I have taken a life in your name
A promise made to thirty silver moons
Confessed my sins to the dirt
Where I'll remain a corpse in your hands
Cathedral of my curse
I will surely die here
I've eaten the fruit
So that she may find rest
Holy Cross in hand and harp strings
Around my fist
While you feign your last prayer
I demand your life as recompense
You shall repent
O, and through your wailing, and gnashing teeth
I heard the voice of a serpent
"Revenge is mine, Sayeth the snake! Sayeth the king!"
The sorrow of this realization
Fooled to slaughter a sheep in your name
Catechism of lies on my tongue
I Repent
Now the blood I've spilled has dried
T'was not a thief, but a liar
In the night whom I followed
I've carved a seal on the door
To the furnace
That I've damned myself to
I have taken a life in your name
A promise made to thirty silver moons
Confessed my sins to the dirt
Where I'll remain a corpse in your hands
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Writer(s): Mark Garrett
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