There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson şarkı sözleri

Bloodred sky Bloodred fields The sun in its last breath Providing the shadows of the trees A moment to dance before death Still - their makers dance In the cold breeze That gives to me the stench Of blood not yet cold And torn dead flesh I raise my hammer of war To call my vulture Up high it flues from the fields From its kingdom it sees The most wonderful sights Dead men - wounded worms The remains of a conquered land My slaughtery and victory My hammer shall not yet rest From the north i hear Hordes of young men How unaware they are of their peoples Angel of death Their blood shall paint my armour As i slay them all brutally Down the hill they ride I greet them with my warcry As i slam my hammer into the grown Come to me mortals My wary hatred engraves Fear in their faces as they see their death I am war, i am death My hammer crushes skulls and bones Screams of fear My swords thirst driwbs in blood Tears and begging for mercy I laugh and kill I am the god of war I am ares