Veinblossom
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from The Dead Outlaws: 2003 demo (December 4th 2003) (3:20)
Staring into the night bleeding tears from the moon
The violent torment of the song that hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you die"
I don't whisper, I scream
Death waits and there's no more dreams to die
The violent torment of the song that hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you die"
I don't whisper, I scream
Death waits and there's no more dreams to die
version 2:
from Rain Cabinet (February 23rd 2007) (4:03)
Staring into the night bleeding tears from the moon
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits, now she waits
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits, now she waits
version 3:
from Pale Devil Sun: Demo (March 27th 2018) (4:03)
Staring into the night bleeding tears from the moon
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits, now she waits
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed"
Now she waits, now she waits
version 4:
from Pale Devil Sun: Sacred Malice (December 10th 2020) (4:28)
Staring into the night bleeding tears from the moon
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed," now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed," now she waits, now she waits
The violent torment of the song that Hell croons
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed," now she waits
Godless and stained she runs through the graveyard
Tripping the skeletal bloodletting ride, she taps her veins so hard
We worship the soil where the mothers laid their children
Now she waits for me to whisper "I was born to watch you bleed," now she waits, now she waits
earliest live performance: May 20th 2006