Original lyrics

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Drain the blood, fill the barrels to the verge Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge All the creatures that are breathing must be bled Cure of the ancients, ultimately we are all dead Bloodletting Rip my vein open and let the blood rain Bloodletting Splash in a gusher my soul will be stained We all must bleed The ones among stardust the ones of the deepest pits Apostles of Christ and those who so perfectly into hell fits All behind heavens door and the ones to the ocean floor Strong and beautiful or uttermost twisted All will they bleed Bloodletting My bleeding inclination Bloodletting Your damnation Drain the blood, fill the barrel to the verge Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge Wake up from this dream, the scythe you must kiss And abandon the nightmare the flestful dream that life is