Smell Of Blood

God stands before me 
Thorns crown his head 
Sinners have witness 
Profit will soon to be dead 
Crying out god's abandoned son 
Stands alone to miss the rising sun 
Son of god dies without sins 
Reach out, lost call for Hell 
Torn flesh see your lord now 
Satan yearns the smell of blood 
Blood, blood fills the ground 
God dies, Satan rules the land 
Sinner yearns the smell of blood