Roots in the cellar
Cutting off the water
Baptized in blood to cleanse you of sin
Hail to the father
Burning at the altar
Gold, furs and power makes it worth the kill
Take me upon the roadway into nothing
Wrap me in dreams and send me down the stream
Bathe me in fire and fill me up with flies
While the lord of the woods is watching through my eyes
Drape them in liquid
Poured fresh from the chalice
The scriptures are twisted with existential dread
Fourth son to follow
A sheep returns to slaughter
Ripped from the womb and fed to his starving kin
Take me upon the roadway into nothing
Wrap me in dreams and send me down the stream
Bathe me in fire and fill me up with flies
While the lord of the woods is watching through my eyes
Its etched in to the glass
A warning from the winds
The beast has left his mark
A swarm to bring the end
Take me upon the roadway into nothing
Wrap me in dreams and send me down the stream
Bathe me in fire and fill me up with flies
While the lord of the woods is watching through my eyes