The Slaughter of the Guilties Lyrics

(Father) it's easy
to become like you.
I long for your hand,
you smash my face.
This is the only love
you hide.
Skin heals
but
burns inside.

Wasn't I a child?
Evil's a flower
growing fast'n'harsh.
They deserve the blade,
deserve the marsh.
Debts have to be paid.

Father - mother
Let's play my game,
Oh, don't be ashamed!

Many secrets
a soul can hide, there is darkness
even in(to) the light.
But revenge is my mine,
none will
ever
(No!)
Take it (a)way

It is so easy,
to become wild beasts.
I warned you,
Or didn't I?
Shines a blade
Into the night.

Father - mother
Let's play my game,
Oh, don't be ashamed!
It's giving back day...

Black is the pit,
Slowly grows the shade.
Revenge's a blade,
Quick and fit.

Plays a child alone.
under a bloody moon.
Pale as a bone,
walks through the dunes.
It is too late...