I see a harvest celebrated in blood
I see a trickster whose weapon cleaves yours
I see a city made of marble and a burning, broiling ocean
I see an ocean of people slayed by their king
It is the way of prophecy [2x]
Sacrifice
Sacrifice your world
Sacrifice
I see a harvest celebrated in blood
I see a trickster whose weapon cleaves yours
I see a city made of marble and a burning, broiling ocean
I see an ocean of people slayed by their king
It is the way of prophecy
I am the prophecy
Sacrifice
Sacrifice your world
It is the way of prophecy
Sacrifice