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Blood.

Grew, the tears, I wondered.

Thru the time my hands where tied.

This the beginning of the end to come.

It's just a matter of consumption.

Prescriptive no matter what, Inherit the living at last.

It's time to break the skill, force my way thru it all.

Blood Ritual [x3]

In my veil my legion gathers.

Vindicate all living things.

Abducted for the cause of man.

Strength, no strength will hold me, will hold me, will hold me.

Like a razor from the sky, like a saviour of unkind.

Blood Ritual, Prescriptive no matter what.

Blood Ritual, Inherit the living at last.