Disciples of Bloodlust - Carnation

Tapping the veins of defenseless victims

They’re ignorant to the power they hold

Hematophagy, my manner to subsist

I’m addicted to this substance so pure

The smell so sweet of blood so clear I crave to feed

Your skin so pale after I pierce my teeth so deep

My tongue recalls the feeling of your sanguine fluids

Back in your cage until I thirst for thee again

Alchemical wisdom and the darkest arts

Unsealed my deepest powers so strong

With skills to imprison those with weakened minds

New puppets for me to torture and crush

You howl and weep so filled with fear when I draw near

No chance to run for I will hunt till you succumb

I’ll set you free from misery, you cease to be

I break your neck, you choke to death, the final breath

In my fountain of blood, I collect your source of life

It grants me control, over your will and your mind

I will alter the flow, of the fluid in your veins

Your body contorts, as I torment your muscles

Maleficarum!

— Disciples of Bloodlust!

In my fountain of blood, I collect your source of life

It grants me control, over your will and your mind

I will alter the flow, of the fluid in your veins

Your body contorts, as I torment your muscles

Maleficarum!

— Disciples of Bloodlust!

Vitalize!

— Nourishment to survive

Sacrifice!

— Your death will give me life

Strangulate!

— As I incapacitate

Suffocate!

— Ensuring to terminate

Alchemical wisdom and the darkest arts

Unsealed my deepest powers so strong

With skills to imprison those with weakened minds

New puppets for me to torture and crush

You howl and weep so filled with fear when I draw near

No chance to run for I will hunt till you succumb

I’ll set you free from misery, you cease to be

I break your neck, you choke to death, the final breath