Sacrifice to the gods

We are gathered now, in a circle, in the forest
The chants begin, the night has fallen
The prisioner is prepared, and so are we
To offer his blood, to offer his life
Through our blades, to the Gods.

With no resistance, I bleed the man
The sacrifice is done by my hand
I honor my self and the dying one too
As my sword, to his body goes through
I raise my weapon in celebration
The wind sings, in a Pagan blessing...