Son of Sam - The Bleeding | Текст песни

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• Son of Sam
• The Bleeding

We are the darkness born of man
A living projection of evil
The blackest thoughts live in my head
So soon you will come to believe

In time you will see
Your blood awakens me

The die is cast, your course is run
And now this altar will bind you
The cloven hoof, the most unclean
So surely tonight you will see

In time you may find
Your soul belongs to me

(We have come to let your blood)
And I've got a taste for violence
(The more you bleed) the more I crave

The twisted tongue will taste of flesh
As the life falls from your eyes
Sacrifice in the name of sin
You should have chosen a side

Tonight, baptized
washed clean by your blood

CHORUS REPEAT

(The son of man can hear your screams)
And I've come to taste your silence
(The more you bleed) the more I crave

CHORUS REPEAT

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