Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Of The Kings, artist - Black Spiders. Date of issue: 06.02.2011
Song language: English
Blood Of The Kings |
| Sit right back, gather around |
| Pull up a bale or get on the ground |
| I’ll tell you tales of overtone pawn |
| Mans blood lust and a calling to arms |
| Tales of blood and sunder |
| Sit back down with a bottle of wine |
| And when it gets too quiet |
| Death scream loud so we jump through the fire |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Blood on the sword |
| Blood in the sand |
| Blood in the sea |
| From a far distant land |
| Blood on the sword |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| In the name of the man |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my rings |
| Blood of the kings |
| Well sit back down and gather around |
| Pull up a rock or get on the ground |
| I’ll tell you tales of the warrior’s soul |
| Open some wounds and rattle some bones |
| Death to those who follow the grail |
| Longboats full with a wind in their sails |
| It sometimes get too quiet |
| Death scream loud so we jump through the fire |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Blood on the sword |
| Blood in the sand |
| Blood in the sea |
| From a far distant land |
| Blood on the sword |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| In the name of the man |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my rings |
| Blood of the kings |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Blood on the sword |
| Blood in the sand |
| Blood in the sea |
| From a far distant land |
| Blood on my sword |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| In the name of the man |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my rings |
| Blood of the kings |
| Tales of sorrow |
| Denial and betrayal |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Blood of the dead |
| Blood of the dead |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Blood on the rocks |
| Blood on my hands |
| Bloodied and broken |
| Time will tell and time to change and bloodied hands will wash away |
| Tell no tales of broken foes and bloodied hands will wash away |
| (Start of St. Peter) |
| I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come |
| I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come |
| I’ve been waiting for St. Peter. |
| I’ve been waiting for St. Peter |
| I’ve been waiting for St. Peter, waiting for Jesus to come |
| I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come |
| I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come |