Passage Of Pain

Step with me into the pages scribed by soulless men
Drench the eye in confessions composed by the butchers hand descend
Your mind

Surrender to the flies embrace these fears
That you've ignored walk out onto my killing floor

Renounced by blood
Controlled by none

Through the passage of pain we are all the same
Within your flesh, a part of me
So grind your axe and fill your graves
We are till death by hate enslaved

By hate enslaved

Take this doubt in which you drown and drain it down the way
What good is wrath if we regret one must commit, one must obey
Ascend. Your mind
Let truth be your disguise
Enfold this blade within your grasp
Assure this breath to be their last

Renounced by blood
Controlled by none

Through the passage of pain we are all the same
Within your flesh, a part of me
So grind your axe and fill your graves
We are till death by hate enslaved

Step with me into the pages
Step with me into the pages
Take this down in which you've drown
Drown
Drown
Drown

Through the passage of pain we are all the same
Within your flesh, a part of me
So grind your axe and fill your graves
We are till death by hate enslaved

We bleed the same
We bleed the same
We bleed the same
We fill the graves
We bleed the same
We bleed the same
We bleed the same
We fill the graves