Pieces of Pale Songtext
von Traitor

(Hacked up, slashed up, mashed up)
(Cracked up, racked up, mashed up)

Ritualistic torture
Sacrificial bloodshed

(Hacked up, slashed up, mashed up)
(Cracked up, racked up, mashed up)

Voodoo magic ceremony, ritual of death
Mutilate the sacrifice

Slaughter of the pale-born child
Potions of blood
Devouring the holy flesh

Raise the sword in the air
The stench of death′s everywhere
Hold your breath, do not fail
Harvest of the sacred pieces of pale

Persecute the innocent, collector of the limbs
Worship the ignorance
Superstitious maniacs, criminally insane
Utilize impunity


Raise the sword in the air
The stench of death's everywhere
Hold your breath, do not fail
Harvest of the sacred pieces of pale

Ritualistic torture
Sacrificial bloodshed
Slice the meat in pieces
Tear the hair out of the skull

(Hacked up, slashed up, mashed up)
(Cracked up, racked up, mashed up)

Religion of the human-hunt, bestial desire
Disorder of humanity
Vultures of the netherworld, shamans of hell
Cure of the mortality

Consumption of the steaming guts, cannibal lust
Unspeakable atrocity
Monstrosity without a soul, lives forever lost
Irreversible tragedy

Raise the sword in the air
The stench of death′s everywhere
Hold your breath, do not fail
Harvest of the sacred pieces of pale


(Hacked up, slashed up, mashed up)
(Cracked up, racked up, mashed up)

Take the knife and carve the pale skin
Pour the blood in cracked up skull bones
Through the eye holes blood is flowing
Dip your tongue into the warm blood