[Lyric] Purification (Funeral Hearse)

The notions of wounded human nature of concupiscence
The inclination to sin
The need for spiritual battle within
A spirit of sacrifice for love and supernatural ends
Hardcore penitence

You need to endure
The literal suffering
Cut yourself with razor blades

The sun goes down over the cemetary
And the still the penitents continue to lash themselves
Blood drips down
There is no feeling
There is no pain
For the purpose is higher
Purification
Self-flagellation
Purify their souls and redeem them
From unholiness