Circle the flame Worship and drain Always feels the same It stings, it stings, it stings Join hands with bane, opens seldomly Gaping hot breath, eternity Pulse of one, but not with me, not for me Separate sheep skinned alive, fed the mass bleed Pardon the shameful and desperate pry But am I that meat? Ritual addiction to convey Eat the body ♪ If I don't belong here I don't deserve to live at all ♪ There is no release Only worship and wait Say the name It stings, it stings, it stings Join hands in bane Learn to love the taste The return of- ♪ Everything will change when you allow the understanding of one Welcome to the cold culture