[bluemoon24]

Amorphis



Tuonela



Greed





Not thirsty am I for the blood



Of redeemer of thy greed



My hunger can't be satisfied



With flesh of thy nazarene



No gilded streets of heaven's grace



Entice me in thy speech



No holy mother doth condone



All your pillage war and greed







But know thee that all oceans worth



Of waters turned holy



Won't change the course of river



That runs inside of me



My blood flows ever skyward



And pools where thy black is white







For woulst thou not carme at my soul



With sword of thy supreme truth



Strike me down on my bended knees



For thy baptism so soothe







My blood flows ever skywawrd



And pools where thy black is white



Alone am I to raise my head



In the starless forest night