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With The Gleam Of The Torches

 

With The Gleam Of The Torches

(album: Blood Ritual - 1992)


[The priest:]
Everything's ready
Go and get me fresh meat
We're thirsty for sacred beverage
Hurry up! I can't wait anymore

[The assembly:]
Here she is the promised virgin!

[Narration:]
Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows
Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head
Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches

[The priest:]
Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch
Look at your death, she smiles at you

[Priest reflection:]
Death opens her arms to you
You tremble and your body is wet
You haven't to be scared, you'll be saved
You'll suffer, you'll die, you'll be free

[The priest:]
I wish to hear her weep
I wish to hear her cry
I wish to hear her yell
Of disgust... of fear... of pain

[The priest with the crowd:]
We gonna take care of you...

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