Mission U.K. - Sacrilege Lyrics
Terror strewn across the floorFate creeps under the creaking doorSay farewell to the solid daysArms held out for the needle hazeScars, scars start to showBut dont, dont despair for the shame I knowBible for the loving damnedReligion for the pagan manFaith and prayer for the chosen fewMystic shades of violent huesBlood, blood on my cheeksAnd the tasteThe taste of ash kills cross my tongueSacrilege, burning on the funeral pyreSacrilege, toss and turn on the cross to burnRape and pillage the sacred wordHeart of darkness ground and stirredRite of passage, reckless woeFruit for being and ritual slow? ? ?And you, what can you do?And i, I say theres nothing you can do to stop thisSacrilege, burning on the funeral pyreSacrilege, toss and turn on the cross to burnTerror strewn across the floorFate creeps under the creaking doorSay farewell to the solid daysArms held out for the needle hazeScars, scars start to showBut dont, dont despair for the shame I knowSacrilege, burning on the funeral pyreSacrilege, toss and turn on the cross to burn
