Share Your Blood With Daemon Lyrics - Hate

Devine sermons - the immortal tissues of lies 

Empty threats - no purgetory no demise 

the holy scripture is burning in his hand 

Turn of the century will be religions end 

Burning by the gate i can hear 

Reflection of his voice 

Dripping blood i share with my lord 

Confirms my every choice 

Crowded is hell the heaps of boiling flesh 

Opened veiins, gore is pouring from the gash 

All his power i can feel under my skin 

His wounds like razors bringing everyone to grief 

With opened veins i stand consumed by flames 

I hear the sounds of those who were raised to the ground 

I see the herd of those who laugh but bleed 

I see the crowd of poor orphin of god 

Crowded is hell the heaps of boiling flesh 

Opened veiins, gore is pouring from the gash 

Gash... gash...