Gift Of Death Letra

To protect the father.
The blood to water,
The blood to water.
Aware inside my body.
Trapped in a pool of...
Blood.
I dig my fingers,
In the open sores.
The ones who've given up,
I hear them suffocate.
They are bloated,
A waste of life.
Release my hands,
It's a blessing.
Their eyes turn up,
Force mine down.
Release my hands,
It's a blessing.
Their eyes turn up,
I force mine down in the hole.
The gift of death,
Is such a blessing for us.
Cut out my,
Wicked eyes.
Cut out my,
Wicked eyes.
Gift of death!
A gift is carved to hide to markings,
On palms. A mask could hide the father.
Blood to water.
Blood to water.
Sacrifice like you do your daughters.
Blood to water.
Blood to water.
Their eyes turn up,
I force mine down.
The gift of death,
Is such a blessing for us.
Sacrifice!
Cut out my,
Wicked eyes.
Cut out my,
Wicked eyes.
Wicked eyes.