The Sixth Circle Songtext
von portrayal of guilt

Survivors stray, walking in strange form.
The fields burn and the sky turns black.
Ashes stain my hands, I want my sins erased.
Pale bodies line the floor on the night of this ritual.
Lured by lust, poisoned by fear.
Tortured and beaten.
Fog layers the ground as darkness shows its face.
Walk this mile of agony and you will find God at the ends of the earth.
Ashes stain my hands, I want my sins erased.
Pale bodies line the floor on the night of this ritual.
Ashes stain my hands, I want my sins erased.
Pale bodies line the floor on the night of this ritual.
Can you hear me now, in these dreams of sacrifice?
Can you feel me now, in these dreams of sacrifice?