Burnt Offerings - Iced Earth

In one last breath

Youll feel this damned old soul

Youll see the things I see

For all these years

Of pain and sacrifice

Youll know the pain I know

Of all these things

I offer unto you

Infernal wisdom waits

Now unleashed

Like the flames of hate

My sacrifice is made

Every note

And every word you hear

Comes from deep within

An angry soul

That twists and turns inside

Pondering this life

Crimson eyes

Staring through your lies

Awakes the inner rage

Take my knife

Make my sacrifice

Youre my burnt offering

Spill your blood

Offer me good omen

Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand

Burn your soul

Offer me good omen

Take your very life, this I command

Dark shadows fall on this sacred ground

Where true evil lies, summon them to rise

Take the traitors, thieves and liars

Feed them to the fire

But first, spread their blood around

The message will be found

Walk carefully my friends stab my back again

A warning from the sky

These are not idle threats my friends

Were slaughtering the lambs

True vengeance is on the rise

The traitors shall be damned

Cast their bodies to the flames

Spill your blood

Offer me good omen

Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand

Burn your soul

Offer me good omen

Take your very life, this I command