Sound Of Blood - Psalm 4
๐ต 981 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:47 duration
๐ ID: 4230910
๐ Lyrics
Burning skies over Thyrrenian Sea
Death rains obsidian ashes
Dyeing the quarters of Rome
In a sanguine light
Incense playing with pestitentia
In the ancient gear of time
Hides a holy parasite
Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
Paint a reflection in my iris
And let me hear the sound of blood
Who are you, sweet miracidium?
Get off possessed premonition
Excise the thing
Like a nail out of my wound
Unsaintly inoculation
I'm a jigsaw fallen down
Missing parts were never found
We're drowning in holy water
There's a reflection in my iris (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
That helps me to hear the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
A god's distillation of the flood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Now I can see the sun arising (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
And I can feel the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
God's distillation of the flood
Death rains obsidian ashes
Dyeing the quarters of Rome
In a sanguine light
Incense playing with pestitentia
In the ancient gear of time
Hides a holy parasite
Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
Paint a reflection in my iris
And let me hear the sound of blood
Who are you, sweet miracidium?
Get off possessed premonition
Excise the thing
Like a nail out of my wound
Unsaintly inoculation
I'm a jigsaw fallen down
Missing parts were never found
We're drowning in holy water
There's a reflection in my iris (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
That helps me to hear the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
A god's distillation of the flood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Now I can see the sun arising (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
And I can feel the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
God's distillation of the flood
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:42.66] Burning skies over Thyrrenian Sea
[00:46.91] Death rains obsidian ashes
[00:52.53] Dyeing the quarters of Rome
[00:55.22] In a sanguine light
[00:58.67] Incense playing with pestitentia
[01:03.49] In the ancient gear of time
[01:08.30] Hides a holy parasite
[01:12.80] Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
[01:17.52] Paint a reflection in my iris
[01:27.43] And let me hear the sound of blood
[01:37.37]
[01:46.68] Who are you, sweet miracidium?
[01:50.95] Get off possessed premonition
[01:55.95] Excise the thing
[01:57.41] Like a nail out of my wound
[02:03.19] Unsaintly inoculation
[02:07.03] I'm a jigsaw fallen down
[02:12.09] Missing parts were never found
[02:16.25] We're drowning in holy water
[02:21.53] There's a reflection in my iris (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[02:30.91] That helps me to hear the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[02:40.92] Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[02:51.09] A god's distillation of the flood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[03:03.23]
[05:41.78] Now I can see the sun arising (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[05:51.95] And I can feel the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[06:00.95] Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[06:10.91] God's distillation of the flood
[06:23.26]
[00:46.91] Death rains obsidian ashes
[00:52.53] Dyeing the quarters of Rome
[00:55.22] In a sanguine light
[00:58.67] Incense playing with pestitentia
[01:03.49] In the ancient gear of time
[01:08.30] Hides a holy parasite
[01:12.80] Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
[01:17.52] Paint a reflection in my iris
[01:27.43] And let me hear the sound of blood
[01:37.37]
[01:46.68] Who are you, sweet miracidium?
[01:50.95] Get off possessed premonition
[01:55.95] Excise the thing
[01:57.41] Like a nail out of my wound
[02:03.19] Unsaintly inoculation
[02:07.03] I'm a jigsaw fallen down
[02:12.09] Missing parts were never found
[02:16.25] We're drowning in holy water
[02:21.53] There's a reflection in my iris (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[02:30.91] That helps me to hear the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[02:40.92] Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[02:51.09] A god's distillation of the flood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[03:03.23]
[05:41.78] Now I can see the sun arising (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[05:51.95] And I can feel the sound of blood (scriptum, divinum, illuminat)
[06:00.95] Tears are the noeses of water (Christus, sanctus, me vocat)
[06:10.91] God's distillation of the flood
[06:23.26]