Scourging Ground - Controlled Bleeding

Missed, was the way

Somber fates

Winds of the hillside, storms raging on lives

Wide is the night time, holy water moonlight

Lifted to Heaven, under a shade

This is the way it always will be

Grab the stone and plant the seed

Burning baths over restless seas

Scorch the ground on which we feed

of blood over wispy towers

Cry for God from windy

Bruise the

Flush the fires with

Missed, was the way

Our love decayed

Winds through the forest, blinding our way

Silent in the morning, shrouded through caves

Drowning in hell, clawing at her veil

Walked through the heartland, blessing the fields

Locked here for hours, waiting for your word

Waiting for your word