Snakefeast - Damiens Lyrics

The singing guillotineIs our harsh realityThe man removedFrom the killing blowThis is emptyCold, inhumanI long for an executionLike DarmiensA hateful deathAn ugly death, oneAt the hands of anotherLiving manI want to look into his eyesAs he binds my arms and legsTo four horsesCurse his godAs he pours boiling oil and leadInto my woundsIn a bloody heap I will lieIt hurts. Its hurts. It hurtsI am Relieved