Trimonium

Waste of Blood

Trimonium


A last command - no sense to find 
The coming comeat - see my brothers lay 
A vision in my eyes - caused by the blood red sky 
The strike is damned to fail - I pray for all our hail 

Damned to fail - forwards we sail 
Our rage is burning hot - waste of blood 
No way to heaven - no way to hell 
Our hearts will stay proud rebels, waste of blood 

Hold the lines together 
A massive union I feel - shall be the masters of the sea 
Hail, Hail - we are the chosen 
We won't agree with our fate - lead the blades with final brave