Sacrifices Must Be Made

Album cover art for "Sacrifices Must Be Made" by Dan Bull

Dan Bull - Rap, Nerdcore

Sacrifices Must Be Made

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Duration: 3:39

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[Intro] Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up [Verse 1] Come and sit at the table, if you're able It tips a little, it isn't the only thing a bit unstable I'm glad you called 'round, it's good to have a full house We'll keep each other warm until the cards are all dealt I hope you plan to play fair, I'd hate to fall out The last caller who lost couldn't even crawl out I'm sensing your doubt, now I don't like being called a liar Some folk are all mouth, you know that's why I brought the pliers Ponder how the fool felt who pulled a wolf pelt While I pulled the wool over his eye, the rules are scrawled out Pulled the gold out his jaw, sure, he did it all himself Call it ornamental illness, now his skull adorns the shelf [Pre-Chorus] Sacrifices must be made To satisfy this lust for pain So pack your knife now, just in case You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade [Chorus] Son, you're playing blood sports, don't complain the blood spurts Blood curdling, blood rain won't sate the bloodthirst Feel the blood rush, see the blood gush The blood is draining your veins, staining up the blood bath [Verse 2] Once you've finished your turn, then you can toll the bell And once you've tolled the bell, then you can tell me all about yourself Why are you this deep in the forest? Are you seeking knowledge? You better be level with me because I can see who's been dishonest I hope you haven't roamed far enough to travel home 'Cause when you ramble roads alone, you're prone to rattled bones Thankfully, I packed a map to overshadow your travels, though It's so tough to chaperone you, accurately past the candle smoke There's ample chance you'll crack a bone, rather than crack the code But things can change shape any moment, ask a stoat Everyday, we put on a mask and hope we don't get outed Does that expose the fact we're nasty, though? Don't know, I doubt it We live in ferocious lands, no one wants to show their hands For fear of knowing that we've only laid out hopeless plans Life's a thankless slow advance and no advantage shall suffice To satisfy chance's appetite requires sacrifice [Pre-Chorus] Sacrifices must be made To satisfy this lust for pain So pack your knife now, just in case You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade [Chorus] Don't let the blood clot up, you bloody blood clart The blood is draining from your face but your eyes are bloodshot Pay the blood cost to sate the bloodlust Drop by drop of blood lost 'til at last you're bloodless [Verse 3] It's like a frightening dream, life splitting right at the seams You mightn't find everything in here quite as it seems, my dear Siphoning life fluid right from the streams, your tears Slide down your cheeks, you fear final defeat is near It might be primal but the mind of a beast is clear And you'll find there isn't space for playing hide-and-seek in here This isn't the kind of Christian tale in which survivorship prevails Those lies and fiction pale into cries and wretched wails It paints a pitiful picture of the kind of ship we sail If our chances capsize the exact time we hit the whale Your life is rigged to fail, I might just tip the scales But first there's a little sacrifice that it entails If you've ever slipped and ripped a nail, it's practice For taking pliers to your tooth and twisting 'til the crack rips Through you from the root to the roof of your mouth, a brutal sound It's just improving your tactics, remove it now [Pre-Chorus] Sacrifices must be made To satisfy this lust for pain So pack your knife now, just in case You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade [Chorus] Son, you're playing blood sports, don't complain the blood spurts Blood curdling, blood rain won't sate the bloodthirst Feel the blood rush, see the blood gush The blood is draining your veins, staining up the blood bath Don't let the blood clot up, you bloody blood clart The blood is draining from your face but your eyes are bloodshot Pay the blood cost to sate the bloodlust Drop by drop of blood lost 'til at last you're bloodless

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  • Dan Bull