Sacrifice

A Sacrifice, a sacrifice,
You say you wanna sacrifice.
You say the words to 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.
Youll 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 dream so many power I would reach.
Till the point on my knife reached my lovers silken throat,
The only thing I'd sacrificed have been my fathers' sheep.