"To Bear The Brunt Of Many Blades" lyrics

Nothing that breathes is above betrayal
Nothing that breathes is divine

Out from the shadows well wisher
The gleam of your blade gives you away
Drawn from me
My smiling assassin
Meet the blood that moved you
The blood of encouragement
Spilling as common water

They will serve you

Long live the king
Soak up to your arms in his blood

Long live the king
They will serve you well

And you loyal friend
Leave an ice pick in my neck as it were mine to keep

How terribly cold

I breathe and count my shallow breaths
Add another edge
Be sure to twist the blade

I come one
Come all to this
A celebration of treachery and twisted flesh
Fall in
Stain your steel in festive red
Here were the sheep are butchers

A fresh patch of skin to pierce
One cannot resist

Unsteady steps
Each waning
Determined for purchase
I am He who falters
Stricken with one thousand blades
With unsteady steps I find my balance in deception
Step by burning step

Warm in the presence of malice
Barefoot among a skulk of men
Eyes ahead and taller still
I never look back
No

I knew not your names
I knew not your numbers
I knew you all too well

Two blades for every inc of flesh
Ensanguined
This is that which did not kill me

There's always room for one more blade

Not such a sight for sore eyes
The harrowed form of living will
Bent and black
And so terribly cold

There's always strength for one last breath