Bloodimir letra

Grey clouds choke the sun
A burning rain darkens the day
The morbid ceiling caves in forever
A heavy storm heralds the end
He mounts his immortal shell!
The eternal lord rises again
Look ahead and see his countenance
He graces our world
Bloodimir, Lord of the weak
Oppressor of the strong!
A powerful ghost, walking through our woods
You can sense the coming of the sovereign!
A powerful ghost, walking through our woods
You can sense the coming of the sovereign!
On tour knees!

He graces our world to claim your soul
Poor peasants, gutless servants
They will follow him without any hesitation
His slaves plunder in his name
Bloodimir, Lord of the weak
His speech poisons the world!
Oppressor of the strong!
A powerful ghost, marching through our woods
You can sense the coming of the sovereign!
A powerful ghost, marching through our woods
You can sense the coming of the sovereign!

Blood and thunder, lynch your fellow men!
Do it all for bloodimir
Would you follow him?
Would you follow the first, who conquers your hamlet?
His speech poisons the world!

And There Will Be Blood - Letras

• Belial
• Blackness
• Bloodimir
• Hell Is Open
• If Machete Had a Gun Like Gunnar...
• Last Breath
• Orphan
• Pages Of Misery
• Rotten
• The Three Beggars
• These Numbers Blur