for you with my killing tools Let me taste your bittersweet flesh Let me show you what life brings next Teeth sinks into flesh, closing in on death Taste the blood
Waiting for you with my killing tools Let me taste your bittersweet flesh Let me show you what life brings next Teeth sinks into flesh, closing in on death Taste the blood
dark Eden Fed blood by poisoned fronds My heart hardened in her wet season Treading mud in her slough of despond But only now A path lies straight before
all On the throne of destruction, his path to despair The Wild Knight is legend, beware The people were blind, never learned from the past They'd tasted the blood
spells (our flesh gloriously) woad anointed, Ravens awaiting slaughter soar high above, blood-worms bloat on red carnage, I'll carve the moon-wheel in their flesh
her dark Eden Fed blood by poisoned fronds My heart hardened in her wet season Treading mud in her slough of despond But only now A path lies straight
throne To dawn the robe of an earthly man and feel the pain of flesh, flesh and bone Then to later trod that lonely path That lead to Calvary But those blood red
how he is meant to be He wanders the streets, with a near empty bottle of wind in his hand He is cold from the rain and wind The last red sip keeps him
Red is the winding way that leads me to the gate And black the path beyond Running through unknown plains In the heat of combat, in all untamed love
His throne To dawn the robe of an earthly man and feel the pain of flesh, flesh and bone Then to later trod that lonely path That lead to Calvary But those blood red
of all On the throne of destruction, his path to despair The Wild Knight is legend, beware The people were blind, never learned from the past They'd tasted the blood
