Thy Art Is Murder - Child Of Sorrow lyrics

Child of sorrow Born in hell Birthed in blood Child of sorrow Innocence undone Peasants turn the plow to man Visions of heaven bring hell to the land Ritualistic execution of the ma**es Like lambs to the slaughter Poisoned vision, the venom it pierces The hearts of the holy order Ash in their throats The word of the lord Sewn with the seeds of destruction Peasants turn the plow to man Visions of heaven bring hell to the land Child of sorrow Born in hell Birthed in blood Child of sorrow Innocence undone Blasphemous cross Blasphemous cross sewn with the bones The remnants of life torn off by the wolves Blasphemous cross A nation carved out by the blade of the vile How we mourn for the motherless child Ash in their throats The word of the lord Sewn with the seeds of destruction Peasants turn the plow to man Visions of heaven bring hell to the land Blasphemous cross The young will grow with hate in their hearts Our world will burn forever