The Year Of The Bastard Lyrics

Snowblood The Year Of The Bastard

Egotism fills the room: the fix is in
An ode to vanity: all is surface
Let the dead bury the dead: Deus Caritas Est

Born as a sacrifice, but I will kill all violence

Redemption comes to me on wings of fire
Like a pierced soul, I bleed into the sky

The year of the bastard