Burnt Offerings

	作词 : Schaffer, Shawver
	In one last breath
	You'll feel this damned old soul
	You'll see the things
	I seeFor all these years of pain and sacrifice
	You'll know the pain
	I knowOf all these things
	I offer unto you
	Infernal wisdom waits
	Now unleashed like the flames of hate
	My sacrifice is made
	Every note and every word you hear
	Comes from deep within
	An angry soul that twists and turns inside
	Pondering this life
	Crimson eyes staring through your lies
	Awakes the inner rage
	Take my knife make my sacrifice
	You're my burnt offering
	Spill your blood
	Offer me good omen
	Make the sacrifice
	The hours close at hand
	Burn your soul
	Offer me good omen
	Take your very life
	This I command
	Dark shadows fall on this sacred ground
	Where true evil lies, summon them to rise
	Take the traitors, thieves and liars,feed them to the fire
	But first, spread their blood around,
	The message will be found
	Walk carefully my friends stab my back again
	A warning from the skies:
	F--- with us and die
	These are not idle threats my friend,we're slaughtering the lambs
	True vengeance is on the rise,the traitors shall be damned
	Cast their bodies to the flames
	Spill your blood
	Offer me good omen
	Make the sacrifice
	The hours close at hand
	Burn your soul
	Offer me good omen
	Take your very life
	This I command.

	zuò cí : Schaffer, Shawver
	In one last breath
	You' ll feel this damned old soul
	You' ll see the things
	I seeFor all these years of pain and sacrifice
	You' ll know the pain
	I knowOf all these things
	I offer unto you
	Infernal wisdom waits
	Now unleashed like the flames of hate
	My sacrifice is made
	Every note and every word you hear
	Comes from deep within
	An angry soul that twists and turns inside
	Pondering this life
	Crimson eyes staring through your lies
	Awakes the inner rage
	Take my knife make my sacrifice
	You' re my burnt offering
	Spill your blood
	Offer me good omen
	Make the sacrifice
	The hours close at hand
	Burn your soul
	Offer me good omen
	Take your very life
	This I command
	Dark shadows fall on this sacred ground
	Where true evil lies, summon them to rise
	Take the traitors, thieves and liars, feed them to the fire
	But first, spread their blood around,
	The message will be found
	Walk carefully my friends stab my back again
	A warning from the skies:
	F with us and die
	These are not idle threats my friend, we' re slaughtering the lambs
	True vengeance is on the rise, the traitors shall be damned
	Cast their bodies to the flames
	Spill your blood
	Offer me good omen
	Make the sacrifice
	The hours close at hand
	Burn your soul
	Offer me good omen
	Take your very life
	This I command.