Spineless

from The Cold Plains by Hoarfrost

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lyrics

The last stop and you're at the top
Prepare for submittance
The last step on your
Way to Mictlan

Four limbs, four Priests
--And the Fifth with a dagger!
Upheld in anointed hands
Poised to strike!

You are not even
Worthy of this honour!
Your have sundered
All ties that bind!
Repeated sinnings
No longer forgiven!
Expose thy breast
For the Fifth's knife
Cut!

Pre-chorus:
Cold is, the comfort,
Of the obsidian blade!

Chorus:
Thy heart still beating!
Thy flesh consumed!
All faults exposed!
Spineless!

Post-chorus:
Spineless One, expose thy breast
for the Fifth's knife!

Now on the very edge
Of life and the spirit world
Unaccepting of your Fate
You insult the very Gods

Steely hands grasp down
Upon writhing limbs
May your soul suffer
Eternally!

Cold is, the comfort,
Of the obsidian blade!

Thy heart still beating!
Thy flesh consumed!
All faults exposed!
Spineless!

Spineless One, expose thy breast
for the Fifth's knife!

Now on the path to Mictlan
Your soul in judgment, tormented
Scathing fires and freezing rains
Searing toxins, eternal pain

The Five share in
A gory feast
Thrown to the wayside
Is your worthless spine!

[solo: Brett]

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from The Cold Plains, released November 21, 2009

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