Black Heiron - Crimson Slaughter

Sacrifice your body to God
Finding out that he's a fraud
Blood shed by your own hands
For a man they cannot stand

Eyes devoid of all emotion
Carnivorous souls lost devotion
A dark red fear across the land
Madmen run to join the band

There are no martyrs
The Crimson Slaughter

Blood moon bright, the hunt begins
Till crack of dawn, when madness ends
Bodies piled, a burning stack
Reflecting glare from each ax hack

Clenched fists, ready to go
Gonna put on a hell of a show
Go around and watch the act
Join us now or be attacked

Die with honor
The Crimson Slaughter