Blood Tribute - Hour of Penance

Greed of blood

Makes the believer a rabid beast

Mass comes to an end

Desire becomes unbearable

Crescendo of terror.

The damned is untenable

Wherever you turn, there’s nothing

But these four walls, you and I

The leading wire of this tale

Is been woven through mute chambers' walls

Captives communicate through tortured screams

'Till the moment is gone

Then the altar unique, immense and obscure will open underneath

Upon them.

Sun and Moon both black

Testifying their blood tribute

Man is both goat and knife

Greed and mercy under the sign of pain

It’s time to cry

But between these four walls

Only your brothers will hear

And will hide powerless

Crawling in the night

We hide