Oh, 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 Oh, father God, we are the hordes of Cain And though you run, we will take you and we’ll 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
Oh, father Lord, we are the demons of the wild When we all 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 the morning we are all Satisfied when you're 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 bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
