Holy Moses

Waiting for the bestial death – in that bloody slaughterhouse
Bull's approaching feel his breath – blood's streaming out his mouth
Rough he takes me to the rack – his battle cry sounds in my ears
The axe is falling down my neck – nobody knows the fear
I will be reborn – to terminate my exercise...
The shamble becomes red in blood – raw meat was eaten up
Blood shreds this sacrifice – it was not a sign of good