"Disciples Of Death" lyrics

I speak to the opening eye
Only fools live to die
Disciples of death watch the shaft fly
Disciples of death watch the shaft fly

Red the fresh blood
A whirling turning colour
Burns on a diamond star
Fresh blood
Burns on a diamond star

To feed on the ritual sight
The will and flesh alike
Return into night
Through the light-strike
Return into night
Through the light-strike

Red the fresh blood
A whirling turning colour
Burns on a diamond star
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Burns on a diamond star