Steven Bradley - Gift of d**h lyrics

Slaughter the children To protect the father! Slaugther the children To protect the father! The blood to water The blood to water Aware inside my body Trapped in a pool of... blood I dig my fingers in the open sores Of the ones who've given up I hear them suffocate They are bloated, a waste of life Relax my hands, it's a blessing Their eyes turn up, I force mine down Relax my hands, it's a blessing Their eyes turn up, I force mine down in the hole The gift of d**h is such a blessing for us! Cut out my wicked eyes Cut out my wicked eyes... Gift of d**h! Cut out my wicked eyes! A gift is carved to hide the markings on palms A mask could hide thy father Blood to water, blood to water Sacrifice like you do your daughters Blood to water, blood to water Their eyes turn up, I force mine down! The gift of d**h is such a blessing for us... Sacrifice! Cut out my wicked eyes Wicked eyes