Judicator - Nothing but Blood lyrics
[Judicator - Nothing but Blood lyrics]
Morning dew and beams of the sunrise
This is life! I'm one with the landscape
We’re on the hunt, just like our ancestors
Seal the bond between man and beast alike
Such silence
The moment is shattered by a helpless scream
Nothing but blood united through the ties of
Common faunal bloodlines nothing but blood
A line of heritage woven through
The fabric of life out of breath
And now paralyzed by the stunning sight
Of a brown bear so fearsome
Its cornered prey - a scavenging pilgrim
Pounding heart, adrenaline starts to course
Your moment
Your window of opportunity to shine
Nothing but blood i step between the two and
Stare the creature down nothing but blood
My blade is shimmering as the
Bear begins to charge
Flowing, the wounds of myself
And the bear flow
You can't tell whose blood belongs to who
The soil is steaming
It's drinking deep the blood
A heaving, a straining
The wall of bones and fur falls down
Nothing but blood my sword becomes a cane as
I survey the carnage nothing but blood
The pilgrim has his life
But have I still the strength to lead?
Antioch - I’m grievously wounded
"Rest, lord! Your men will wait
For you to recover"
This is life! I'm one with the landscape
We’re on the hunt, just like our ancestors
Seal the bond between man and beast alike
Such silence
The moment is shattered by a helpless scream
Nothing but blood united through the ties of
Common faunal bloodlines nothing but blood
A line of heritage woven through
The fabric of life out of breath
And now paralyzed by the stunning sight
Of a brown bear so fearsome
Its cornered prey - a scavenging pilgrim
Pounding heart, adrenaline starts to course
Your moment
Your window of opportunity to shine
Nothing but blood i step between the two and
Stare the creature down nothing but blood
My blade is shimmering as the
Bear begins to charge
Flowing, the wounds of myself
And the bear flow
You can't tell whose blood belongs to who
The soil is steaming
It's drinking deep the blood
A heaving, a straining
The wall of bones and fur falls down
Nothing but blood my sword becomes a cane as
I survey the carnage nothing but blood
The pilgrim has his life
But have I still the strength to lead?
Antioch - I’m grievously wounded
"Rest, lord! Your men will wait
For you to recover"