Sacrifices Must Be Made

[00:01.06] Wake up
[00:03.89] Wake up
[00:06.67] Wake up
[00:09.50] Wake up
[00:10.54] Wake up
[00:11.60] Come and sit at the table (come on) if you're able (whoops)
[00:14.31] It tips a little, it isn't the only thing a bit unstable
[00:17.19] I'm glad you called round, it's good to have a full house
[00:19.91] We'll keep each other warm until the cards are all dealt (psst)
[00:22.82] I hope you plan to play fair, I'd hate to fall out
[00:25.70] The last caller who lost couldn't even crawl out
[00:28.43] I'm sensing your doubt, now, I don't like being called a liar
[00:31.25] Some folk are all mouth, you know, that's why I brought the pliers
[00:34.21] Ponder how the fool felt who pulled a wolf pelt
[00:36.72] While I pulled the wool over his eye, the rules are scrawled out
[00:39.62] Pulled the gold out his jaw, sure, he did it all himself
[00:42.35] Call it ornamental illness, now his skull adorns the shelf
[00:45.12] Sacrifices must be made
[00:47.76] To satisfy this lust for pain
[00:50.60] So pack your knife now, just in case
[00:53.19] You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade
[00:56.35] Son, you're playing blood sports, don't complain the blood spurts
[00:59.28] Blood curdling, blood rain won't sate the bloodthirst
[01:02.29] Feel the blood rush, see the blood gush
[01:04.85] The blood is draining your veins, staining up the bloodbath
[01:08.14] Once you've finished your turn, then you can toll the bell
[01:10.44] And once you've tolled the bell, then you can tell me about yourself
[01:13.64] Why are you this deep in the forest? (Well) Are you seeking knowledge? (Well)
[01:16.34] You better be level with me, because I can see who's been dishonest
[01:19.39] I hope you haven't roamed far enough to travel home
[01:22.04] 'Cause when you ramble roads alone, you're prone to rattled bones
[01:24.71] Thankfully, I packed a map to overshadow your travels, though
[01:27.37] It's tough to chaperone you accurately past the candle smoke (psst) (hoo)
[01:30.62] There's ample chance you'll crack a bone rather than crack the code
[01:33.42] But things can change shape any moment, ask a Stoat
[01:36.44] Every day, we put on a mask and hope we don't get outed
[01:39.06] Does that expose the fact we're nasty though? Dunno, I doubt it
[01:41.87] We live in ferocious lands, no one wants to show their hands
[01:44.69] For fear of knowing that we've only laid out hopeless plans
[01:47.38] Life's a thankless slow advance and no advantage shall suffice
[01:50.12] To satisfy chance's appetite requires sacrifice
[01:52.82] Sacrifices must be made
[01:55.58] To satisfy this lust for pain
[01:58.38] So pack your knife now, just in case
[02:00.90] You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade
[02:04.40] Don't let the blood clot up, you bloody blood cart
[02:06.96] The blood is draining from your face, but your eyes are bloodshot
[02:10.03] Pay the blood cost to sate the bloodlust
[02:12.66] Drop by drop of blood lost, 'til at last you're bloodless
[02:15.02] It's like a frightening dream, life splitting right at the seams
[02:17.85] You mightn't find everything in here, quite as it seems, my dear
[02:22.05] Siphoning life fluid right from the streams
[02:23.58] Your tears slide down your cheeks, you fear final defeat is near
[02:27.07] It might be primal, but the mind of a beast is clear
[02:29.67] And you'll find that there isn't space for playing hide and seek in here
[02:32.47] This isn't the kind of Christian tale in which survivorship prevails
[02:35.46] Those lies and fiction pale into cries and wretched wails (psst)
[02:38.32] It paints a pitiful picture of the kind of ship we sail
[02:41.01] If our chances capsize the exact time we hit the whale
[02:44.05] Your life is rigged to fail, (whoosh) I might just tip the scales
[02:46.74] But first, there's a little sacrifice that it entails (ow)
[02:49.88] If you've ever slipped and ripped a nail, it's practice
[02:52.15] For taking pliers to your tooth and twisting 'til the crack rips
[02:55.09] Through you from the root to the roof of your mouth, a brutal sound
[02:58.12] It's just improving your tactics, remove it now
[03:00.58] Sacrifices must be made
[03:03.33] To satisfy this lust for pain
[03:06.18] So pack your knife now, just in case
[03:08.65] You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade
[03:11.83] Son, you're playing blood sports, don't complain the blood spurts
[03:14.77] Blood curdling, blood rain won't sate the bloodthirst
[03:17.77] Feel the blood rush, see the blood gush
[03:20.35] The blood is draining your veins, staining up the bloodbath
[03:23.46] Don't let the blood clot up, you bloody blood cart
[03:26.06] The blood is draining from your face, but your eyes are bloodshot
[03:29.15] Pay the blood cost to sate the bloodlust
[03:31.06] Drop by drop of blood lost, 'til, at last, you're bloodless
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