Detain The Skin - Myrkskog

Conflict and counterblast

How long do you think your life will last?

A fraction of human waste

Does it hold a bitter taste?

Red season;

you re all going to die

Sheer reason;

you better conceive it

Murder of anyone but your kin

It means you wilL detain the skin

Now then, value what is left in your life

Reunion, praise the hand that holds the knife

Don t beg;

you think you saw a discern of grace?

No way, I ll kill you as you look straight into my face

You picked the wrong life and wrong method

No wonder it all ends in sin

You should never judge me and my skin

So tell me at last;

how do you want to die

Red season;

you re all going to die

Sheer season;

you better conceive it

Murder of anyone but your kin

It means you will detain the skin