Tekst piosenki 'Bloodshed' wykonawcy Ravensblood

I'm alone on the mighty mountain
Facing the cold nord winds
Savagely blowing through my black hairs
And to my grim face
Standing before a tragic scene
Of a blood red battlefield
Flesh is cold, hearts are frozen
And I behold the vulture's cleaning dance

Grim visions in the Raveneyes
Announcement of funeral times
Tearing the flesh to lambs
And pieces for the deepest dark delight
Conquering again and again
For the mights blood & soil
Raising the swords with burning hate
To thrust aside the weaken souls

I have bloods an my hands
I have its taste in my mouth
I kill that's what i cave

I carved my throne in bones
I made my crown of hate
I filled my pools with blood
And fed my sword with impure flesh
I left burning ruins behind me so many times
As I ruined the lives of thousand men

Brums of war resounding in the valleys
Breaking the deathly hush for Bloodshed

I'm alone on the mighty mountain
Facing tempests & storms
As the deadly frost turns my skin so blue
Standing before the blood red grass
Of the greatest tragedy
Time seems to be frozen, frozen as their lives

Sad visions upon my shoulders
Bad omen to ad darkened doom
Scattered, rotten, arms and legs
Freezing on the (battle) ground
Ravensbanner floats in the sky
As an icon od the blackest knights
That's just another slaugther
And certainly not the last one