Before I came here I knew
Can't hide the scars, a gift from you
Pour the blood to the chalice
And as I go back to you
I'll give the same offering too
Pour the blood to the chalice
You'll be screaming and fight
But it's better to sit down and start
Pouring blood to the chalice
And where you gone now
Chalice is blank as your heart
So pour the blood to the chalice!
My blood will feed the flowers
My flesh will feed the grubs
My blood will feed the earth