The Black Blood Chapel Lyrics

He kneels at the altar

Of a two-faced god

He prays for surrender

To the fate he has sod

He can't seem to remember

His mistakes, his regrets, and his flaws

And he won't get no answer

So he don't even know what he's lost

His faith is free and its coerced

His life's a boon, his life's a curse

So he scrapes by on bloodied knees

Praying to god he can appease

The rage inside his broken soul

Forgotten names extract a toll

He'd remember if he'd choose

But the memories hide in the chapel's pews

Look

Oh-oh-oh

The monster seeks redemption

Laugh

Oh-oh-oh

The devil seeks atonement

Pity him

Oh-oh-oh

The boogeyman's surrender

The condemner of death and sin

Wants to begin

To break the doors that won't let him in

The black blood chapel

What is a man with no purpose

What is a monster to do

In the black blood chapel

He wants no boons nor no curses

He has no memory of what ensued

No mercy for the wicked

No rest for the accused

No solace for the villain

No grief for the abused

Faith is a luxury

For those whose gods hear their prayers

But he's accrued casualties

He's in default with nightmares

A single coin, then he's empty

No settled debts for severed heads

So he pleads for one more chance, but there's no mercy

He'll hang by neck, off one measly thread

He prays for one last final breath

For that sweet release of death

But Fate, of course, has other plans

His violent end's in high demand

The piles of gore must be avenged

And his survivors desire revenge

He would help them, he's on all fours

If their names weren't lost behind holy doors

Look

Oh-oh-oh

Protect your loves and children

Laugh

Oh-oh-oh

His death would be a godsend

Pity him

Oh-oh-oh

And yet he is on a mission

For redemption to cleanse

His death and sin

But he can't begin

Because he cannot be let in

No mercy for the wicked

Don't let him in

Oh-oh-oh

No rest for the accused

He cannot get in

Oh-oh-oh

No solace for the villain

Don't let him in

Oh-oh-oh

No grief for the abused

No matter how he pleads

We can't concede

Because with each thread cut

He returns to what

Please just let me in

Got him stuck between the pews

Of the black blood chapel

What is a man with no purpose

What is a monster to do

In the black blood chapel

He wants no boons nor no curses

He has no memory of what ensued