2018.05.04.
Bad blood
Red flows it in the Venesa black heart drives it
supplied with gloomy plans
with furiousness force
inflames it head and body
and searches what creates suffering
full of malignity
occulted are the senes
forgiveness is exiled
crossed raises the voice
clenching the fist
a word leads to the other
sharp-tounged tears wounds
brings Pain like a sword strike
wraps you in hard ice
spirits of vengeance quietly surrounding you
out the round dance jumps the fury
bad blood
the vengeance is your desire
once you have been noble and good
bad blood
Dame Fortuna has forgotten you
distrust has eaten away at you
and you seek only for bad
you are weaving your web of intrigues
and you keep the pot boiling
as a incarnate plague
with cunning and pain and anger
are you feeding your bad blood
spirits of vengeance quietly surrounding you
out the round dance jumps the fury
bad blood
the vengeance is your desire
once you have been noble and good
Disease in your vein
Insanity dictates your actions
Your luck grows up by quarrel
Your hate will never rest
You are consumed by the demon
which denatues your beeing
this way everybody should feel
you are in war with the world
spirits of vengeance quietly surrounding you
out the round dance jumps the fury
bad blood
the vengeance is your desire
once you have been noble and good
bad blood
spirits of vengeance quietly surrounding you
out the round dance jumps the fury
bad blood
You will never reach vengeance
once you have been noble and good
bad blood