There's No Wine Like The Bloods Crimson Lyrics - ...and So The Night Became - Aeternus

Bloodred sky 

Bloodred fields 

The sun in its last breath 

Providing the shadows of the trees 

A moment to dance before death 

Still - Their makers dance 

In the cold breeze 

That gives to me the stench 

Of blood not yet cold 

And torn dead flesh 

I raise my hammer of war 

To call my vulture 

Up high it flues from the fields 

From its kingdom it sees 

The most wonderful sights 

Dead men - Wounded worms 

The remains of a conquered land 

My slaughtery and victory 

My hammer shall not yet rest 

From the north I hear 

Hordes of young men 

How unaware they are of their peoples 

Angel of death 

Their blood shall paint my armour 

As I slay them all brutally 

Down the hill they ride 

I greet them with my warcry 

As I slam my hammer into the grown 

Come to me mortals 

My wary hatred engraves 

Fear in their faces as they see their death 

I am war, I am death 

My hammer crushes skulls and bones 

Screams of fear 

My swords thirst driwbs in blood 

Tears and begging for mercy 

I laugh and kill 

I am the god of war 

I am Ares