"Bloodline" lyrics

"Bloodline"

Is there a will from God which says:
"Men shall not do what they cannot do"
That the values of a nation or a single being are measured by a
Obedience degree, based on that will?
That the destinies of a nation or a single being God's will manifested
As a dominion like a principle of punishment or reward based on that obedience measures

Bloodline - a certain kind of parasites: priests
Raise this "heaven" the place where weakness is law
Bloodline!
Your reflexion shall be thy dagger, your dedication the spear
Through the heart of the holy king, until he dies!

The blessed whore shall recrucify her son
This is not where he belongs!
Only death decided how the story ended, only the cross was reserved
To the filthiest rubbish, let his guts cover the hopeless sun
Down in the worlds beyond

Bloodline, agonizing "light", the nailed faith is fadin' away
The dream is complete, the reality takes it over
Bloodline!
The opposer is the new order, and will forever be our father

Bloodline!


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