Circle Of Swords

Everywhere I turn there's a blade to my throat
Everyone I know is now out for blood
If that's what you want, then fucking take some
In the blade you'll see your true reflection

I stay in the circle of swords
Now kneel before your new god
Stay in the circle of swords
Now serve your new lord, go

Whispers of morbidity, lead their way through the air
All your shields were gone, now you're stuck here
Although I dream I never leave a scar
And now I know who you truly are, oh

Stay in the circle of swords
Now kneel before your new god
Stay in the circle of swords
Now praise your new lord

Rise, and touch your bow by the cross
Reap above and prepare below
Painless, faceless, may they have mercy on your soul

Yeah!
Oh

Stay in the circle of swords
Now kneel before your new god
Stay in the circle of swords
Now praise your new lord

No matter how hard you try to push through
You're only creating a self-inflicted wound