Innocent Blood

Begging for forgiveness and I don’t know what I’ve done
As you lay your hands upon me out of anger and resent
Let’s feed on corporate lies, deciding who lives and dies
Do we really know what’s at steak?

Burn my eyes; we claim their flesh
How we execute to exist
Your time will come
Listen to us
You reap what you sow

Last look at life through burning eyes
Stamp the last breath out of me
Trading torture for your pleasure, you capitalize on the weak
The soul of the victim will never sleep

They rape our mother, and kill one another
Feed him his flesh murder another
Your time will come
Listen to us
You reap what you sow
Innocent blood spilt, by the hands of the guilty