Testi:
Blood Of Saints

say attack while the world is trembling Then get criticized cause we felt the sting An indecisive mind cannot be a judge Stand by your fighting words Your words Everybody is a Book of Blood

the blood of saints! Drunk on the blood of saints! Mother of harlots Sleeping with serpents Drunk on the blood of saints! Drunk on the blood of saints

you're burning hot with fever An' you shake down to your bones, Don't get yourself into a cold sweat 'Cos it's just your bad blood throwing stones The

blood of saints! Drunk on the blood of saints! Mother of harlots Sleeping with serpents Drunk on the blood of saints! Drunk on the blood of saints

the blood of saints Free from eternal nig ht Rhymes of resurection crusading as immortal Transform, the balance shifts Sexual presentation, addicted to the chase Blood

of Power I will be King for a Day In passion denicd you call to the gods In gluttinous sin your face so sublime With the Blood of the Saints

Allegiance to the end, a blood feast at the hands That wash themselves of their foretold decay Laid down to die, martyrs, saints, all will cry ?Save

of this world." Drunk with the blood...Drunk with the blood Drunk with the blood...Of the saints! Then i saw a woman drunk with the blood of the saints

Traduzione: Pessimista. Ebbra del sangue dei santi.