Bloodsmeared letra

Victory,they are all lying on the ground
All these bloodsmeared chests
Their bare flesh full of wounds, warm
I do taste their delicious blood

What a fine meal they are for me
All those red mourners
One cut in their life is so fatal
For they are the ones we feast from

Their blood is mine, I have the pleasure to kill

Die by the sword
Die by the axe
Die by the stars of morning
Die by our fists

Witchbane - Letras

• Bloodsmeared
• Death, Darkness And Destruction
• I Am The Swarm
• Incineration & Resurrection
• Lucifer's Fellowship
• Metamorphosis
• Of Strenght And Endurance
• Sign Of Satan
• Soldiers Of Hell
• Steelgoat Domain
• The Streams Of Red
• When All Their Honour's Gone