A sacrifice, a sacrifice
You say you wanna sacrifice
You say the words too 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
You'll 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 dreamed so much power I would reach
Till the point on my knife reached my lover's silken throat
The only thing I'd sacrificed have been my fathers' sheep

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Writer(s): JIM GANNON