Trivium - Unrepentant lyrics

A poor man with four daughters A wife and a son. Daughter commits adultery Or so he was told Bought the knife and machete, after Fridays prayers. Feared the young would follow old, thought all must be k**ed. [Chorus:] For your honour You will slaughter Everyone of your daughters For your honour You will slaughter It's you who should be slaughtered Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge its soiled pride A shamed madman You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their throats. Life bleeds without a chance to weep You take, you take their lives away Yet a man of unrepetant, don't you realise? You murdered you own children Call that honourable cause [Chorus] [Solo: Corey] [Chorus]