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Lirieke: The Agony Scene. Sacrifice.

We die one thousand deaths
They held us close to taste the flames
A sacrifice
To pacify the god they've made
The stench of stagnant blood
Collects in pools of misery they drained from us and stained themselves in blasphemy
We are the sacrifice
Our tainted offering
We are the sacrifice
Now you will share our suffering
We steal a final breath
A tattered veil averts our eyes from their hypocrisy
Their cruel intent hidden by lies
The silence lingering
Like the condemned waiting to die
In darkest red
Reflecting back beneath the light

We are the sacrifice
Our tainted offering
We are the sacrifice
Now you will share our suffering
In the eyes of our father
From the tears of our mother, shame
We are the sacrifice
Our tainted offering
We are the sacrifice
Now you will share our suffering