Disciples Of Death lyrics

I speak To the Opening eye Only fools live To die Disciples of death Watch The shaft fly Disciples of death Watch The shaft fly Red The fresh blood A whirling turning colour Burns On a diamond star Fresh blood Burns On a diamond star To Feed On the ritual sight The will And flesh alike Return Into night Through The light-strike Return Into night Through The light-strike Red The fresh blood A whirling turning colour Burns On a diamond star Fresh blood Fresh blood Fresh blood Fresh blood Burns on A diamond star