The Marriage Of Steel And Skin

Man, the one you followed has fallen to our foe
But, oh man, you can’t just shed your soul and let ruin all your thirsting
tongues
Your tolls grow tallies, but there’s no judge to pay the debts
Our judge is dead but one must reside to bring down judgment
This is my call from the kingdom, and I will stand
Yes, I will stand
I’ll stand for the fires of the victims
Left to die
Left to die
And I’ll stay until they’re cowards on a pyre
Burned alive
Burning alive
Daughter, sweet daughter
What has brought this bed of blood?
What man? What man has entered my home?
He’s wreathed your body in sin
He must pay
Now take my hand and show me the den where he lays
I’ll marry a blade to his throat
I’ll marry a blade to his throat
There’s going to be blood for the blood you’ve spilled
Blood for the blood of your forced will
We’ll stand for the fires of the victims
Left to die
Left to die
And we’ll stay until they’re cowards on a pyre
Burned alive
Burning alive
Now cut, cut 'til the head comes off
Until the head comes off
Now you’ve got to cut, cut 'til the head comes off
Until the head comes off