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Blackblood, gliding

Across ebony seas

Searching through a dead man’s eye for

Pretty dreck to seize

Ancient wisdom cast aside

Blackened spirits now ally

Turning the tide

Stygian eyes

Cold, dead inside

Void will encroach as

Blackblood rides

Black sun, rising

The ritual is done

Lightning spit and space tears

There’s nowhere left to run

Blackblood, dying

Sheds an inky tear

Without the sun his gold won’t shine

And all he has is fear

Stygian eyes

Cold, dead inside

Void will encroach as

Blackblood

Rides through the night

Spreading his blight

Feeding on spite

Hark! Blackblood’s spirit owns the storm tonight

Stygian eyes

Cold, dead inside

Void will encroach as

Blackblood

Rides through the night

Spreading his blight

Feeding on spite

Hark! Blackblood cries!