SPILL THE BLOOD by JONJON - Zona

SPILL THE BLOOD by JONJON - Zona

Lyrics

[intro]

Uh uh uh

Uh uh

Uh uh uh

Uh uh

Oooooooh

[scream]

AAAAGGGGGHHHHHH

SPILL THE BLOOD

[verse1]

Sitting on the stone sharpening my battle axe

Passing around flowers knitted in vine

Following our insisters in their blood filled tracks

Every war we fight feeling calluses build in my spine

So while we lie on our painted mats

Ready for battle

Prepared for death

For every step

We call from horns

Once we reach the shores

Bone will break flesh torn

Witness the flood

When we spill the blood

[SCREAM]

SPILL THE BLOOD

[BREAKDOWN]

[chorus]

When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard

Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust

Returning from the curtains of death

Reaching the clouds where we refresh

We are sent forward past the choirs

Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn

Turn into blood songs

Spill the

Spill the

Spill the

[SCREAM]

SPILL THE BLOOD

mmmmmmrrrrr

AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH

SPILL THE BLOOD

[BREAKDOWN]

[verse2]

The air turns sour and my mouth filled with blood

The dirt in my eyes dry and curdled

My roots run deep the road I’m on

Where the effects are steep

Doesn’t matter how long it takes

Soon enough they all break

I burry you shallow and leave a stake

Rip the skies from Valkyries filling the killing field with misery

So prepare for the flood

This is where I spill the blood

[chorus]

When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard

Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust

Returning from the curtains of death

Reaching the clouds where we refresh

We are sent forward past the choirs

Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn

Turn into blood songs

[drum build up]

[SCREAM]

SPILL THE BLOOD

[guitar solo]

[outro]

[female choir]

Halls filled with shadows

Where legends used to sit

All the covered crying ladies

Screaming the names they miss

The sword drips with blood

From the ones we love

Driven to the gallows

By unfamiliar fellows

[whisper]

Tip the cup

Free the troubled

And

Spill the blood

[SCREAM]

SPILL THE BLOOD

AAAGGHHHHH

[tension break]

[music slows]

[chorus]

When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard

Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust

Returning from the curtains of death

Reaching the clouds where we refresh

We are sent forward past the choirs

Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn

Turn into blood songs

Spill the blood