Bloodcraft is the bloodshed It preys on pagan fears Blackened fate is what awaits Nevermind your wasted fate
Bloodcraft is the fury Of waters raging in silence The prime of chaos beyond On the red horizon it stands
Bloodcraft is the carnage Of all those who were sworn To free mankind from perversion And spread the scum of the divine
Bloodcraft out of the heavens Sends the flagellating rain The descending star is the sign That all you fools are gonna die...
Bloodcraft is the bloodshed of pagan nations Bloodcraft is the pain and death of the idol's servants
Bloodcraft of painful roots The early days of sacrifice Stone steel and flesh The smell of blood divine Blood sprays towards fire Sing to thy god a painful chant