
Blood
Darkened
The Black Winter • 2022
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Lyrics
Blood symbolizes pain, blood is royalty
Blood is the language of the slain
Blood is strength, the essence of the living
And from the dying it escapes
Untold is the power that resides
In the ichor of the flesh
Open veins reveal the treasure of the ritual
Pure energy released
The trail that leads the hunter to his prey
And the wounded beast
The courage to fight, or to escape
Blood is ascendency, and the color of defeat
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Bread for the earth to feast upon
Rolling, a crimson streak remains
Motionless, body slowly drains
Unconscious, vitality now wanes
Liquid life muddies the dust
And the light in the eyes now fades
Praying for purification, a cleansing of all impurities
Striving for invigoration, perfection of pedigree
Feeling the heavy ache of a heart that bleeds
Or seeing red, with an urge to kill a hated enemy
Blood is ascendency, and a messenger of grief
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Fresh for the wolves to wet their maws
Blood, Blood
Blood is ascendency, and it carries poison and disease
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Blood is a riddle we long have dwelled upon
...and it flows on
Blood is the language of the slain
Blood is strength, the essence of the living
And from the dying it escapes
Untold is the power that resides
In the ichor of the flesh
Open veins reveal the treasure of the ritual
Pure energy released
The trail that leads the hunter to his prey
And the wounded beast
The courage to fight, or to escape
Blood is ascendency, and the color of defeat
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Bread for the earth to feast upon
Rolling, a crimson streak remains
Motionless, body slowly drains
Unconscious, vitality now wanes
Liquid life muddies the dust
And the light in the eyes now fades
Praying for purification, a cleansing of all impurities
Striving for invigoration, perfection of pedigree
Feeling the heavy ache of a heart that bleeds
Or seeing red, with an urge to kill a hated enemy
Blood is ascendency, and a messenger of grief
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Fresh for the wolves to wet their maws
Blood, Blood
Blood is ascendency, and it carries poison and disease
Blood is the dusk, and is the dawn
Blood is a riddle we long have dwelled upon
...and it flows on
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