The bloody trembles through your dirty thoughts
Tomorrow's dream is just a hollow vision
The swords in hand they might in burning spots
Execution wasn't their decision
The bloody trembles to your dirty thoughts
The bloody trembles, through your dirty thoughts


The blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
All the old ones perished in their youth
Smell the fear over these dark hounds
Reformed the wings to email the truth
Blood it trembles through your dirty thoughts
Blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
All the old ones perished in their youth
Blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
Blood was dark and the fields were red
All the murders became unknown legends
And all their souls deserted their heads
To some foreign place where its existence extends
Blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
Blood it trembles through your dirty thoughts
Blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
Blood was dark and the fields were red
Blood was dark and the fields were red
Blood it trembles through your dirty hands
Blood kept dripping on them dry, rotten grounds
Blood was dark and the fields were red
Blood was dark and the fields were red