Ending The Perpetual Tragedy Lyrics - That Within Blood Ill-tempered - Shai Hulud

Hear my words that I might teach you 

Take my arms that I might reach you 

That I might reach 

Straight for your throat 

This is madness 

Will we not be satisfied 

Until we sit drenched in each other's blood? 

The shame of only two appalling options: 

A taker of life, or a dead man 

This is why the wives, the mothers, and children are mourning 

Love, as vital to life 

As blood to heart 

Conquers pain 

Lest death intrudes by means of its 

Flawed emissary, man 

On this day, saints will be sinners 

There will be no victors, only bereaved 

This is why we mourn 

Leaving the world blind, eye after eye 

Disease inhabits the environs 

Famine feeds our gardens 

Flesh is predisposed to die 

Death needs no aide 

We bear blood to where we rest 

And still we are not sleepless 

And we will live such tragedy in perpetuity 

Her loved one is dead 

His loved one is dead 

My loved one is dead 

Your loved one is dead 

This is a tragedy