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Cleanse yourself before

The festival of the crushed skull moon

Feast, celebration and praise

Coursing powers spill from cosmic rays

Sacrifice, a death consecration

Bowing to idols to ward off doom

The young warriors engage in ritual combat

Be pinned or wounded, walk free in shame

The unscathed champion, the pride of the tribe

To appease dark gods, will fall on his knife

The crushed skull moon has risen

Wonder fills their eyes

The sacrifice steps forward

Offering his life

Servants bring oil and tinder

To stoke a roaring blaze

The companion virgins

Are placed upon their knees

They are asphyxiated

To serve eternally

The life drains from his eyes

With a euphoric grin

All placed upon the blaze

The clan shouts words of thanks

The day of doom staved

A blessing upon their grain

The ashes gathered for the youth

Are muddled into caustic paste

They drink the fermentation of the sacrifice

To grant them dark infernal strength