Homicidal Breath
Sacrifice Lyrics


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Quest for blood liquidate my prey
Virtulent intention your asphyxiation
Seed the cyanide malicious kill
Necrophile desire the pit of fire

Horrid assassin taste of death
Terror reigns lethal pains
Seeds the cyanide malicious kill
Necrophile desire the burning pyre

Feel the blade as it tears through your life




Freshly flesh feast now I lick my knife
Feel my homicidal breath

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sacrifice's song Homicidal Breath paint a gory picture of a murderer who is driven by a bloodthirsty desire to kill. The song is essentially about a person who is on a quest to kill and who enjoys causing others pain. The lyricist uses imagery such as "seed the cyanide" and "necrophile desire" to paint a picture of a character who is twisted and evil. The last line, "Feel my homicidal breath" is particularly chilling, as it really emphasizes the fact that this character enjoys killing and gets pleasure from causing pain.


The lyrics of Homicidal Breath clearly depict a person who is mentally unwell and who takes pleasure in causing others harm. The attention to detail in the lyrics of this song is impressive, with the words painting a vivid picture of a murderer who is focused, methodical and ruthless. One could interpret the song as a commentary on the dangers of unchecked, violent tendencies and how they can spiral out of control if left unchecked.


Line by Line Meaning

Quest for blood liquidate my prey
I'm seeking blood and aiming to kill my target.


Virtulent intention your asphyxiation
I have a deadly desire to suffocate you.


Seed the cyanide malicious kill
I'm injecting poison to cause a malevolent death.


Necrophile desire the pit of fire
I have a twisted urge for dead bodies to burn in hell.


Horrid assassin taste of death
As a horrific killer, death is my preferred outcome.


Terror reigns lethal pains
I instill fear and inflict deadly suffering.


Seeds the cyanide malicious kill
I'm administering poison to murder with malicious intent.


Necrophile desire the burning pyre
I enjoy the thought of dead bodies being consumed in flames.


Feel the blade as it tears through your life
You will experience my knife puncturing through your existence.


Freshly flesh feast now I lick my knife
After indulging in the taste of your fresh flesh, I now clean my knife with my tongue.


Feel my homicidal breath
Be aware of my murderous intent as you feel my breath on your skin.




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