Blood Ritual Letra

blood drips on the cold cement floor as you slice their flesh with precision/ dead bodies once full of life hange motionless, stripped of their skin/ as the blood secretes from the throats of your victims and collects in barrels, you feel no guilt/ blinded to the horrors which surround you daily/ murderer of the innocent/ demon without heart/ with your tools, you hollow out their bodies, slicing and saving the bits and pieces of organs vital to life/ to bone, the flesh, and blood/ a virtual nightmare in which you partake/ this is an altar of sacrifice which has been built to self-proclaimed gods/ these sacrifices fuel their madness/ these sacrifices fuel their insanity