Sacrifice

A Sacrifice, a sacrifice, You say you wanna sacrifice. You say the words to easily, To know just what you mean. One black hand and one white hand, I slaughtered with your knife. I know full well you have a loss, A thing to match their blood The sacrificial knife is stained with [...] And held on hair, The blood is mixed within the cup, And drunk by all who watch. You [...] a power [...] touch. Youll never get to power just by playing nasty games. A sacrifice, a sacrifice ... One black hand ... When I crossed the abyss two thousand years ago, I never even dream so many power I would reach. Till the point on my knife reached my lovers silken throat, The only thing I'd sacrificed have been my fathers' sheep.