Blood in the Ink - The Black Dahlia Murder

It's time go get the gun
The one your family's hiding from
Sleeping in the dresser drawer
Do pull its trigger I implore
Shoot your parents then yourself
Push your life right off the shelf
Die for metal leave this hell
Take this oath of blasphemation
When asked to kill you won't or will
Casting aside the weak
When lord Belial your name he calls
Conquer or wallow in defeat
Blood in the ink
The unholy writ on contract for your soul
Of your feeble peasant mind we have control
We yank these hidden strings
The ones that make the razors go
We're cancelling your favorite show
We've pulled the plug
We've closed the curtain
Drinketh deep now this cup of poison
And drag a blade right through your veins
Slaughtering every soul around you
Of mortality you'll take the reigns
Broken your bones in violent ritual
Tattooed black your flesh in our name
We ask you now to wield the razor
At our command you'll worship pain
Calligraphy in crimson ink
Thick and dark each stroke
I hereby swear my life to him
Here is the sacred parchment
Now part your skin and sign below：
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When asked to kill you won't or will
Casting aside the weak
When lord Belial your name he calls
Conquer or wallow in defeat
Blood in the ink
Drinketh deep now this cup of poison
And drag a blade right through your veins
Slaughtering every soul around you
Of mortality you'll take the reigns
Broken your bones in violent ritual
Tattooed black your flesh in our name
We ask you now to wield the razor
At our command let your life drain
Suicide is the only way out