I
We follow willingly
Slaughtered lambs on the altar
I drank the bones of kings
From the darkest waters
Into my eyes
II
A rancid prayer for light
Breathing in her tides
Until the stones bleed snow
And all we know is fire
We follow willingly
Slaughtered lambs on the altar
I drank the bones of kings
From the darkest waters
Into my eyes
II
A rancid prayer for light
Breathing in her tides
Until the stones bleed snow
And all we know is fire