كلمات The Blood Divine

Cold winds of death... Encircled on the moor by the shadows of the dead... Servants of the pain Hate breed follow... Follow the guiding darkness... follow me Taste the blood divine The blood divine Make it rain from the sky Engulf this world with desire, blood and death Worship... Praise the raining blood Soil the new rebirth... turn red A sickening new master plan A world of chaos... of divine pleasure Chain me to the pain and show me the abyss Make me into something that will last Cold winds of pain... Race through my flesh with burning rapture Slice my soul in two... The blood divine Make it rain from the sky Engulf this world with desire, blood and death Worship... Praise the raining blood Soil of the new rebirth turn red Worship... Praise the burning flesh Soil of the new rebirth... wither and die