Song parody of
Havrientes Sangvinem (1291 Version)
by Prophets Tomb
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Ritual dagger in hand
We gather around the unholy pit
Void's endless thirst
We must quench
Bound by the ankles
Strung up by rope
Our human sacrifices
Unwilling to die
Drain from the neck
Their blood pours into the void
Our demon lord has risen
My soul-taking sons
I have arrived
I bask in the blood of your sacrifice
I have foreseen our victory
In this land of milk and honey
Continue to feed me blood and body
A mortal vessel is what I now require
Ego Regnibus te voco
Accipe sanguinem quod donamus tibi
Da nobis potentiam tuam
Liga eam
Collum exhaurire
Audite clamoribus
Spectare eam certamine
Vide eius vitam
in nihilum decidet
Haec omnia nobis
addunt dominum nostrum
Ave Adramalech
My soul-taking sons
I have arrived
I bask in the blood of your sacrifice
I have foreseen our victory
In this land of milk and honey
Continue to feed me blood and body
A mortal vessel is what I now require
Ritual dagger in hand
We gather around the unholy pit
Void's endless thirst
We must quench
Bound by the ankles
Strung up by rope
Our human sacrifices
Unwilling to die
Drain from the neck
Their blood pours into the void
Our demon lord has risen
My soul-taking sons
I have arrived
I bask in the blood of your sacrifice
I have foreseen our victory
In this land of milk and honey
Continue to feed me blood and body
A mortal vessel is what I now require
Ego Regnibus te voco
Accipe sanguinem quod donamus tibi
Da nobis potentiam tuam
Liga eam
Collum exhaurire
Audite clamoribus
Spectare eam certamine
Vide eius vitam
in nihilum decidet
Haec omnia nobis
addunt dominum nostrum
Ave Adramalech
My soul-taking sons
I have arrived
I bask in the blood of your sacrifice
I have foreseen our victory
In this land of milk and honey
Continue to feed me blood and body
A mortal vessel is what I now require
