Serenity In Murder - Slayer

Let me take you down without a sound

Dead before you hit the ground

Blood washes my hand, can’t understand

Sterilizing my pain

Washed away with crimson tide

By the hand I keep testing time

Quench the fire that drives my soul

Soothing me as death takes toll

Peaceful and serene, slowly bleeding

Eyes once bright are now fading

Pallid ashen face against my skin

Staring blindly at some distant place

Washed away by crimson tide

By my hand I keep testing time

Straight flesh face adorns your neck

Spilling your blood all over my flesh

Quench the fire that drives my soul

Soothing me as death takes toll

Divine godsend enveloping me Spiritual ecstacy sets me free