[Verse 1]

Birthed in ash and sat upon

Devoured skull of blessed son

Birthed in ash and sat upon

Murder soaked in pain

Birthed in ash and sat upon

Devoured skull of blessed son

Birthed in ash and sat upon

Murder soaked in pain

[Verse 2]

Digging up the young's remains

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To feed our grieving altars

[Verse 3]

Chalice

And our mouths left open

Lusting to quell the flame

[Chorus]

I feel nothing!

I feel nothing!

[Bridge]

Hell has spoken in my angel's ear

Beckon to tear the soul from tears

Hell has spoken in my angel's ear

Beckon to tear the soul from tears

And still I feel

And still I feel

[Chorus]

I feel nothing!

I feel nothing!

I feel nothing!

I feel nothing!