Paroles de Bloodshed

Distant laments sound, In the dark and cold night Frightening your thoughts (x 2) The smell of blood, Remembers past bloodsheds, Emaciated figures in darkness, Come to you Writing in your mind… death x4 You feel that there is no escape Finally the time has come Remorses are killing you Blehh Your victims and their pain Are tormenting Your heart. You cannot expel From your conscience. Writing in your mind… death x4 Blood Blooshed (x4) The shade from the past Is darkening your dreams. Blooshed (x4)