Trivium Unrepentant

Tekst piosenki

A poor man
With four daughters
A wife and a son
Daughter commits adultery
Or so he was told

Bought a knife and machete
After Friday’s prayers
Feared the young would follow old
Thought all must be killed

For your honor
You will slaughter
Every one of your daughters

For your honor
You will slaughter
It’s you who should be slaughtered

Terror grips the steel with hunger
Thirsting to avenge its soiled pride
I see a madman

You take their lives away as they sleep
The blade kisses at their throats
Love bleeds without a chance to weep
You take— You take their lives away

You’re the man unrepentant
Don’t you realize
You murdered your own children
Call that honorable cause?