Blood Of The Kings Lyrics & Chords By Black Spiders

Sit right back, gather around
Pull up a bale or get on the ground
I’ll tell you tales of overtone pawn
Mans blood lust and a calling to arms
Tales of blood and sunder
Sit back down with a bottle of wine
And when it gets too quiet
Death scream loud so we jump through the fire

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on the sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Well sit back down and gather around
Pull up a rock or get on the ground
I’ll tell you tales of the warrior’s soul
Open some wounds and rattle some bones

Death to those who follow the grail
Longboats full with a wind in their sails
It sometimes get too quiet
Death scream loud so we(d) jump through the fire

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on the sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the sword
Blood in the sand
Blood in the sea
From a far distant land

Blood on my sword
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken
In the name of the man

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my rings
Blood of the kings

Tales of sorrow
Denial and betrayal
Bloodied and broken

Blood of the dead
Blood of the dead
Bloodied and broken

Blood on the rocks
Blood on my hands
Bloodied and broken

Time will tell and time to change and bloodied hands will wash away
Tell no tales of broken foes and bloodied hands will wash away

(Start of St. Peter)

I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come
I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come
I’ve been waiting for St. Peter. I’ve been waiting for St. Peter
I’ve been waiting for St. Peter, waiting for Jesus to come

I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come
I’ve been waiting by the railroad, waiting for Jesus to come