A Religious Sickopathic Lyrics

Bloodsoaked wooden crucifix
Forgive for I had to kill

The father, the son and the holy ghost

The hall entangled in a web of blooby disgrace
By the departing sun a chorus of laments
Is tuning up a crazed melody
There's a leaking knife hanging to the wall

From the tool gouts drip stressing the silence
As gloomy death tolls, I'm slowly fading in darkness

Bloodsoaked wooden crucifix
Forgive me for I had to kill
Bloodsoaked wooden crucifix
Forgive me for I had to kill myself

Candelight flicks by a breath of wind
The wooden idol bends over me uncanny
I seek some trails of within its eyes

My eyes wander all around,I see mouths open to scream
Chunks of humans defleshed lying motionless
I would give my soul to look elsewhere

I fall down to my knees
A rosary of crania in my gimmy fist

One life killed for every single piece of bone
One prayer for each skull around my fingers
The dampness of gushed blood is so intense
Grant my demand of not being alone

Bloodsoaked wooden crucifix...