Bloodstained Prophecy

Hie hence, be gone, away

Dividing clouds reveal the day

The dawn has broken from the dark

And thou must leave my lair, so hark

It was I who rode the demon wings

That pierced their joyful purity

At night my spirit lonely sings

And feasts with bloodstained prophecy

As thoughts wage war beneath my skin

They leave bleeding wounds within

Last drop of blood, the ruin of gods

Combine in the prophet's heart

So speak, be heard

Let sickness paint this earth

Behold, stand bold

Abide to witness the rebirth

As I march through this moonlit realm

I fell these torments overwhelm

For cosmic soul would now exhale

Its demons upon this earthly veil

It was I who rode the demon wings

That pierced their joyful purity

At night my spirit lonely sings

And feasts with bloodstained prophecy

But living is swinging between life and death

False values that surely would steal your last breath

I stood on the shore counting stars upon my head

A victim I was, constellations I shed

Now virtues wept in pain

Their prophecies were so bloodstained

He spoke, was heard

And demise fled away before this howling curse

In pouring rain I drench myself

And let it wash away the pain

For life escaped from my own veins

As call of god conquered this race

It was I who rode the demon wings

That pierced their joyful purity

At night my spirit lonely sings

And feasts with bloodstained prophecy