In preparation for the feast
A ceremony to the king
A salute to the Brazen Bull
Whose reign the end shall bring!
Feasting on the finest flesh
Without recrimination
Roasted in the Brazen Bull
Alive without salvation
The body reduced to incense
Shining like jewels on a bracelet
The screams of the dying -- a melody
So haunting one cannot erase it
Feasting on the finest flesh
Without any indignation
Roasted alive in the Brazen Bull
Lost with no hope of salvation
lyrics by Thornswrath
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