Texty:
Bride Under The Blood

ground The answers are seldom given to unpopular questions Justify our hearts by what we selfishly hope to achieve I will live my life Under the blood

of town for a man who wears a suit like that He prays for my blind eye I pray for his new bride Transatlantic transactions under covers covering up an attraction Blood

Darkness, ever darkness reigns Ever darkness under moon Darkness, ever darkness drains Above me breaks through... I'm alone in this world Only moon is my bride

Under the darkened, Ancient oak Gentle in the nights breeze I stop and stare, rest a while With hands upon my knees Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub

and pierces her neck With passionate inhuman fury The cuts his pulsing veins And makes her drink his precious blood The two minds fight and dance together A frenzied dance of secret love "Under

You are the Lilith should born by a sacrifice Under a full moon... rites of black masses The purity of the sin will show out When the Antichrist's advent

from tired centuries Under the glare of a waxing death-moon Terrible beauty of love severed Rip the baby from the virginal womb The blood of Jesus Is

a part of a beautiful bride Was not her destiny The old tree's neck within the sight To put to death her insanity Desolate scenes under the old tree

Headless Pullin' the machine down Comin' to the low sound Feelin' like a real man, yeah Racin' Flashin' from down under Flesh and blood and thunder Tremblin