Born from blood and sacrafice
A beast with a thousand eyes
In the heat of his breath, do you think he'll come around
Blinding, light, lead the way, Let evil divide
Long are the wings of the storm
Cutting and crushing and coming strong
Unfailing sight his precision is mechanized
Blind, it's fate, holding sway, As you aim for the eyes
Fowl winds blowing, time slow passing trouble seeing clear
Seeking sowing, sleep is coming and the nightmare's what I fear
Death consorting, Ice is forming and the ship breaks away
Born from blood and sacrifice
A beast with a thousand eyes
Unbridling strength, his vision is crimson in the heat of hell, wheel of
Fire, Let death lead the way...
