The Bloodening

Angels with phallic smiles release toxins within the isles
 Born again from a deformed ritual
 Lock up your daughters, hurry now
 Do you still have your limbs?
 Then you can run and catch up with the rest...
 They're feeding!
 What now? Your bloods infected
 It's all sinister and masturbated
 Let go of his neck
 You'll find no glory among the dead.
 Do you still have your limbs?
 Then you can run and catch up with the rest...
 They're feeding!
 They're gonna get you, they're gonna catch you
 Take stakes and hatchets from in the ballroom
 You shouldn't play with dead things
 You shouldn't blame the dead things
 Wipe the blood from your face
 The bloods on your face
 We are the hunters
 Heres for the hunters
 Here they come, sleep well tonight
 The snakes with rifles unleash in flight
 They're coming for you, so head for the storeroom
 And get your positions
 Bury, Bury the corpses, Lucifers crypt
 Finding, finding out something, inside my heart
 Bury, bury the corpses, the witches turn to stone
 The price you pay for dignity