Terzo brano di "Blood of the saints", quarto disco in studio della band
Our mother God we hold the sword in holy times We are the war, we never see the light The order call, we all will take more human wine And we toast to the night We fold our hands, we keep the bible in our minds Our father God, we are the hordes of Cain And though you run we will take you and we find Any type, any vein We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we call the sanguine saints We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we open your veins Our father lord, we are the demons of the wild When all we pray, stand the fight as one We tame the storm, we are the martyrs in the light Take your soul when you run We are the dark, we are the saints of blood at night We hear the call, when the moon shines red We grab your body, in morning all we are Satisfied when you are dead We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we call the sanguine saints We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we open your veins We drink, we drink, we drink your blood Kyrie eleison We drink, we drink, we drink your blood Kyrie eleison We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we call the sanguine saints We drink your blood When the midnight sky is red We drink your blood And we open your veins We drink your blood
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