Tekster: With Blood Comes Cleansing. Horror. Hematidrosis.

As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before
Silence but no peace, visions of agony

As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before
As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before

The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body
The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body

The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body
The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body

Rise up, the betrayer is at hand
Rise up, the betrayer is at hand
The betrayer is at hand, is at hand

The son of man betrayed
Into the hands of sinners

Innocent blood will be shed
By the hands of the guilty
Innocent blood will be shed
By the hands of the guilty

As mortal death was at the door
The night seemed darker than before

The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body
The sweat and blood pour out
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body

Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body
Hemorrhaging from the pores of His body