To drain the blood
From his face
This black stinking oil
And scorch the prints
Of everything
On these cold hands
The dead
From the jaws
Of this treacherous call
Ashes of the earth
And the mouth
His heart
To cut off everything
All these burn
A burning offering
To you God
[00:27.81]To drain the blood
[00:34.77]From his face
[00:52.53]This black stinking oil
[01:10.14]And scorch the prints
[01:34.74]Of everything
[01:45.48]On these cold hands
[02:01.70]The dead
[02:04.47]From the jaws
[02:15.90]Of this treacherous call
[02:22.57]Ashes of the earth
[03:16.90]And the mouth
[03:38.13]His heart
[03:45.90]To cut off everything
[04:02.72]All these burn
[04:12.94]A burning offering
[04:33.34]To you God