Last night I ran with Reynardine as she was made to yield
To shadows of a darker time when bloodlusts were heeded
Her blood it ran as red as wine across a furrowed field
And in her crimson sacrifice miracles were seeded
She said "The dawn reveals the broken
In this field of bones from those who fell before
So send the sun to crack me open
Greed will not repeal this act that I have bled for
It is written on my skin"
Night it falls on evening without the day's consent
And bodies' rights concede their lights to bright silver's bidding
And men like dogs entreat me to die and die again
But shame won't wash my words away like bloodstains on bedding
She said "The dawn reveals the broken
In this field of bones from those who fell before
So send the sun to crack me open
Grief will not repeal this act that I have bled for
It is written on my skin"
Last night I ran with Reynardine as she was made to yield
To shadows of a darker time when bloodlusts were heeded
Our blood it ran as red as wine across a yellow field
And in her crimson sacrifice miracles were seeded
She said "The dawn reveals the broken
In this field of bones from those who fell before
So send the sun to crack me open
Greed will not repeal this act that I have bled for"
She said "The dawn reveals the broken
In this field of bones from those who fell before
So send the sun to crack me open
Grief will not repeal this act that I have bled for
It is written on my skin"