Bathe In Blood
Murder takes me by the hand, we play this wicked game
I am the evil on these lands since the day darkness came
Bodies lay in shallow ground, held tight in death's embrace
Consumed by the blood as I dig my victim's grave
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Screaming for no one to hear, the first cut I take
Hearing your weakened cries, the reaper awakes
Longing to consume your power to renew my youth
Blood is my belief, vanity is my truth
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Kill, bathe in blood of the pure fresh youthful meat
No hope of feeling from me, your death will be sweet
Drained of your freedom and life, stripped of your will
I'll keep you bleeding for me, you are my thrill
Bathe in blood
Terror on your deathly face, blood spills from your wounds
Fate has sentenced you to death, your gift I consume
Victim of violent torture, what was yours is now mine
I tear the beauty from your flesh, I feed on the divine
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
I am the evil on these lands since the day darkness came
Bodies lay in shallow ground, held tight in death's embrace
Consumed by the blood as I dig my victim's grave
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Screaming for no one to hear, the first cut I take
Hearing your weakened cries, the reaper awakes
Longing to consume your power to renew my youth
Blood is my belief, vanity is my truth
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Bathe in blood
Kill, bathe in blood of the pure fresh youthful meat
No hope of feeling from me, your death will be sweet
Drained of your freedom and life, stripped of your will
I'll keep you bleeding for me, you are my thrill
Bathe in blood
Terror on your deathly face, blood spills from your wounds
Fate has sentenced you to death, your gift I consume
Victim of violent torture, what was yours is now mine
I tear the beauty from your flesh, I feed on the divine
I lay hypnotized in the flood
Corruption of the dead
Bathe in blood
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Writer(s): Oliver Drake, Jonathan Alan Carter, Michael Andrew Alexander, Matthew Drake
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