Stale blood, I drain from their rotting bodies
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
They shall all revel in your horror
Bring forth the nightmares of gore
Provoke the divine revival
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Stale blood, I drain from their rotting bodies
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
It looms so close
Each death inches closer to the reckoning
BLOOD FEAST!
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Sanctioned killings for her revival
Harvest their bodies for the blood feast
Black Winged - Blood Feast Lyrics
Black Winged - Blood Feast Lyrics
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Stale blood, I drain from their rotting bodies
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
They shall all revel in your horror
Bring forth the nightmares of gore
Provoke the divine revival
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Stale blood, I drain from their rotting bodies
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
It looms so close
Each death inches closer to the reckoning
BLOOD FEAST!
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Sanctioned killings for her revival
Harvest their bodies for the blood feast
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
They shall all revel in your horror
Bring forth the nightmares of gore
Provoke the divine revival
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Stale blood, I drain from their rotting bodies
The most brutal ways to die
Harvest their blood for the gods
Bring forth the morbid end
I must fulfill my prophesized fate
Bestow the severed heads to revive my god
It looms so close
Each death inches closer to the reckoning
BLOOD FEAST!
I shall bestow my sacred blade upon those
Still pure but forsaken
Sanctioned killings for her revival
Harvest their bodies for the blood feast
Writer: Nathaniel Robertson
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