| My hands are bound behind my back, | |
| While this cloth keeps me blind, | |
| I hear the screams of a man next to me so I know I'm next in line | |
| One by one they chose a form of death. | |
| While mine came from a blade | |
| The rodents, the peasants, and the bastards alike were slaughtered while their corpses suffered mutilation. | |
| There is no justification for my ruthless decapitation | |
| There is no justification | |
| For man believes what he cannot see and will spill his blood for thee. | |
| Death is coming, for this I know, | |
| The stench of rotting bodies rises from below | |
| I can't see the light while gasping for air, | |
| When I'm dead I'll ask him why he wasn't there | |
| With each inch cut in my throat | |
| I didn't feel a presence of a might deity. | |
| Though years of practice taught me that I would see him when my time would come | |
| The deception is a perception because of our different beliefs. | |
| A lineage of filth is what they call the bottom feeders for they do not know right from wrong. | |
| I tried to follow the best that I could. | |
| The result ended in my gruesome decapitation | |
| I was still conscious and in those final seconds | |
| I condemned the almighty and lost my faith. |
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