Blood I Bled
The Staves
Come the quickening feet that fall
Come the gathering rain
Suffering as I suffer you
Hearing you speak of pain
If I was, if I am, if I did, if I have
Come the quickening feet that fall
Hide behind you
Come the gathering rain
Suffering as I suffer you
Will be tied in the river
Hearing you speak of pain
If I was, if I am, if I did, if I have
Raise your banners and ride to war
Just unrighteous
Scouring around your name
Fortune finders
See the damage of challenge raised
Just unrighteous
Oh, sudden leave your blame
Fortune finders
Pick up my roots and now my leaves are dead
They tumbled down in bruise of all the blood I bled
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
If I want, if I am, if ever did, if I ever had
Pick up my roots and now my leaves are dead
They tumbled down in bruise of all the blood I bled