Bloodstained Prophecy

Hie hence, be gone, away
Dividing clouds reveal the day
The dawn has broken from the dark
And thou must leave my lair, so hark

It was I who rode the demon wings
That pierced their joyful purity
At night my spirit lonely sings
And feasts with bloodstained prophecy

As thoughts wage war beneath my skin
They leave bleeding wounds within
Last drop of blood, the ruin of gods
Combine in the prophet's heart

So speak, be heard
Let sickness paint this earth
Behold, stand bold
Abide to witness the rebirth

As I march through this moonlit realm
I fell these torments overwhelm
For cosmic soul would now exhale
Its demons upon this earthly veil

It was I who rode the demon wings
That pierced their joyful purity
At night my spirit lonely sings
And feasts with bloodstained prophecy

But living is swinging between life and death
False values that surely would steal your last breath
I stood on the shore counting stars upon my head
A victim I was, constellations I shed

Now virtues wept in pain
Their prophecies were so bloodstained
He spoke, was heard
And demise fled away before this howling curse

In pouring rain I drench myself
And let it wash away the pain
For life escaped from my own veins
As call of god conquered this race

It was I who rode the demon wings
That pierced their joyful purity
At night my spirit lonely sings
And feasts with bloodstained prophecy