Don't Drink the Blood

Desert prophet wander aimlessly I have contained the answers to your dreams Swathed in raiments torn from the last forgotten sacrifice I know all for which you seek Ah - you breathe your curses You've had enough These blackened verses Spewn from the corrupt Go You spit your curses Rage to erupt Parade your hearses As the bodies pile up There can be no escape You can't avoid this fate No one to take the cup Raise aloft and fill with blood The lamb's throat slit and it tilts unto your lips Flee, fight Don't drink the blood Forced, tied Don't drink the blood Bound, beaten Don't drink the blood Abused, subdued Now drink the blood Bind the lamb draw the blade Fulfil what the prophets bade In sanguine lust the flesh consume Birth of lies from rancid womb Deep bite these bitter binds that now tie me down Horde of fanatical wretches one more victim found Mouth forced open teeth breaking against wooden blocks Unfaltering procession advance in unison Struggle is pointless my flesh in rebellion Faltering breath as ragged as the rest of me Futility abounds there is now no recourse Deluged by fetid ichor from aberrant source Don't swallow - spit it out Infection in this fluid abounds Embrace the seeds of doubt Bow not to lies espoused Breath in my curses Upon them drown These blackened verses Shall form my crown Raise up the dead? I take the head The prophet's words have all been said To the temple door nail lying tongue Deny detested delusion