The hunt begins
The dream is dying
The Old Blood sings
Amygdala descends
The hunt is drawing to a close
The howling voices come together as one
The dream is all I have left
Am I bound here for eternity?
The cobbled streets moan
Teeth gnashing in unison
Praise the Good Blood
And let us cleanse these tarnished streets
The hunt is drawing to a close
The howling voices come together as one
The dream is all I have left
Am I bound here for eternity?
Burnt and abandoned by men
The blood moon rises in the sky
The presence of the moon has sullied this city
The beasts will never be stopped
The workshop burns
The primordial call out to you
A chalice you must seek
Before all hope is lost