Blood of the Kings Lyrics

Sit right back
Gather around
Pull up a bale or get on the ground
I'll tell you tales of overtone pawn
Mans blood lust and a calling to arms

Tales of blood and sunder
Sit back down with a bottle of wine
And when it gets too quiet
Death scream loud so we jump through the fire

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on my sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Well sit back down and gather around
Pull up a rock or get on the ground
I'll tell you tales of the warroir's soul
Open some wounds and rattle some bones

Death to those who follow the grail
Longboats full with a wind in their sails
It sometimes gets too quiet
Death scream loud so we jump through the fire

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on my sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on my sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Tales of sorrow
Denial and betrayal
Bloodied and broken

Blood of the damned
Blood of the dead
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Time will tell and time to change and bloodied hands will wash away
Tell no tales of broken foes and bloodied hands will wash away