Interpret:

Rotting Christ

Album:

Aealo

Woe, pain, blood lead us 


Now that we end up with fire 
Some strident curses come from higher 


Woe, pain, blood lead us 


We are the nights' atrocious sons 
We come from strange locus named Neverland 
Atrocious demons' feed you will become 
A woeful shadow without blood 


[Chorus:] 
Show me the path to show you the land 
Where grimy war and pain have just begun 
Oh, you strain, oh, you pain 
I am thine and thou art mine 


Now that the order sounds cease-fire 
Some warlike voices sound like choir 


Woe, pain, blood lead us 


And tear the lucid and silky veil of my dream 
And walk on gloomy and trodden path and kill 
My misty brain, lord, please reign 
Lord please reign and spit the poison in my vein 


[Chorus] 


I am thine and thou art mine