Blood Moon

I´m the son of darkness,
i feed from life it´s own...
as blood is life so are we
blood calls blood, through thirst...
sanguinaire addiction...
addiction of life...

I´ve bled for you all,
sons of sin, brothers,
blind men without addiction, without life...
cruel is the one who contemplates blindness and calls for red tears...

Another,
Nocturnal Reverie...
under a blood moon