Rebel Blood - Witchbreed

The scent of lotus invading the reign

Sweet and warm embrace

A dream of a landscape so old

A temple inside yourself

A halo ground of devotion

The keeper of Eden’s gate

Never die alone follow me through immortal lands

Let me be the mirror of your pride

Fortune favors the Bold

A missing piece from the riddle of woe

The myth of sharing grave

A hallow of ancient domain to lure and deceive

All the tears drain from your eyes

All it’s laid to rest

Never die alone follow me through immortal lands

Let me be the mirror of your pride

Fortune favors the Bold

Bring down the fire that purge all sin’s away

A false God’s desire

Sentence and seal forever

Chained to the deepest voids

Nailed to the skin of suffer

All the tears drain from your eyes

All it’s laid to rest

Never die alone follow me through immortal lands

Let me be the mirror of your pride

Fortune favors the Bold

Fortune favors the bold

And I never die alone