Besedila:
Into Eternity Tides Of Blood

blood before the end The tides of blood consume you Your life is slowly taken Fate lies the path before you Tides of Blood

be blood before the end The tides of blood consume you Your life is slowly taken Fate lays the path before you Tides of blood

the tide Black moon will rise A loss of all control And weltering in blood Morbid fear of long forgotten panic Eroding into the eternity of sin Breaking

isn't right It's not right smelling for blood, praying for rain Running away isn't rough but it's not enough The low tide is telling me when it's over

Turn from the light and live for eternity A mesmerizing whisper I once heard in a dream And blood painted my dream scarlet Sending my soul to sleep

to wear And new bodies to inhabit And new lies to guzzle And how I loved The moon, and its sheets of seeds The moon tiding in your body The smell of your blood

chilled breeze that enfolds the imperious settlement, gathering sounds, and lifts the brave into the night. You shall recall the winter zephyr, as those were the winds that passed eternity

blood-stained crown. Utter chaos supreme. The sand absords the colour of dawn. Nevermore shall they dream, nevermore.] The years went by under a blood

be guiled by false confession Truth shall be your warrant Fly soul for your body must die But for those who seek eternity For those who yearn prosperity