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Drums of death fill the jungle sky

Bring in the warriors who survived the fight

How they wish that they had died

Human sacrifice

Feasting on their flesh

A trophy of(f) their heads

Hoping to seize their power and their youth

By magical deed, this eating their own kind

They feel new energy coursing through their veins

Even if it's only in their mind

Behind the altar, a by us reviled priest

Dividing bread and pouring out the wine

Celebration of the Eucharist

His mindless herd's forming a line

The bread symbolizes the Body of Christ

They eat his flesh and hope to see the light

To be granted his power's what they came for

Where have I heard that before ?

Rituals they adopt - from a cultur less developed

A similarity undenied - so tell me where the difference lies

To me your Christianity - is much estranged from reality

Reflect on what you' ve done - you' ve eaten your own god