Sacrifice - Black Widow

A sacrifice, a sacrifice

You say you want a sacrifice

You say the words too easily

To know just what you mean

One black hand, one white hand

I’ll slaughter with your knife

I know full well you haven’t lost

A thing to match the blood

The sacrificial knife will stay once more

With hell on high

The blood is mixed within the cup

And drunk by all who watch

You cast yourselves a power in frenzy

Crazed to feel that touch

We’ll never get to power

Just by playing nasty games

A sacrifice, a sacrifice

You say you want a sacrifice

You say the words too easily

To know just what you mean

One black hand, one white hand

I’ll slaughter with your knife

I know full well you haven’t lost

A thing to match the blood

When I crossed the abyss

Two thousand years ago

I never knew I dreamed

So many powers I would reach

Till the point of my knife

Breaks my lover’s silken throat

The only thing I’ve sacrificed

Had been my father’s years

A sacrifice, a sacrifice

You say you want a sacrifice

You say the words too easily

To know just what you mean

One black hand, one white hand

I’ll slaughter with your knife

I know full well you haven’t lost

A thing to match the blood