Blood Drift

Winds of Persecution

Blood Drift


A woman clothed with the sun 
The moon under her feet 
A crown upon her head 
Bestowed with twelve stars 

Followers of the Forbidden God 
Winds of Persecution 
All the days of your lives 
For ever you shall be 

And see the dragon with ten horns 
Upon the seven heads 
And it preyed for the child of the Church 
That was yet to be born 

And she was sheltered by the Lord 
Inside the dark wilderness 
For thousand two hunderd sixty days 
And the Winds will howl by 

The dragon slain by the Blood 
But woe unto you, Earth 
The dragon yields great wrath 
And knows his time is short 

And she was given the wings of an eagle 
That she might flee into the desert 
And he persecuted the remnant of her seed 
Which kept the Truth of the Son