Blood MP4 Lyric Video

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Verse 1 

There’s blood in the ring where the fight went down, 

 Where the strong got humbled, where the lost got found. 

 There’s blood on the ground, where the wicked fell, 

 And the bones of the broken still got tales to tell. 

Chorus

 But the blood that speaks louder, well it stains my door, 

 For it covers my house, and it cries "No more!" 

 Yes, the Angel of Death, he passed me by, 

 ‘Cause the blood of the Lamb don’t ever run dry. 

There’s blood in the ring, but there’s blood on the doorpost, 

 Yeah, we’re marked by mercy, and we’re kept by grace. 

The fight ain’t over, but the war’s been won, 

 By the crimson tide of the Righteous One! 

Verse 2 

 I heard the howlin’ in the midnight black, 

 Felt the cold-steel-fear try to hold me back.

 But the gates of hell, they don’t own these hills, 

 ‘Cause the blood still saves and the blood still heals. 

Yeah  the blood that speaks louder, well it stains my door, 

 For it covers my house, and it cries "No more!" 

 The Darkness Trembles, the chains all break

 ‘Cause the blood of the Lamb still holds my stake

There’s blood in the ring, but there’s blood on the doorpost, 

 Yeah, we’re marked by mercy, and we’re kept by grace. 

The fight ain’t over, but the war’s been won, 

 By the crimson tide of the Righteous One! 

Bridge  

I ain’t bowin’ down to no secret ring, 

 Ain’t swearin’ any oath to a dead man’s king. 

 For the altar’s been built on The Highest name, 

 And the blood still burns like a vehement flame!

There’s blood in the ring, but there’s blood on the doorpost, 

 Yeah, we’re marked by mercy, and we’re kept by grace. 

The fight ain’t over, but the war’s been won, 

 By the crimson tide of the Righteous One! 

Outro 

So come what may, let the floodgates break, 

 Let the shadows crawl, let earth’s pillars shake.

We stand on the rock, and we fear no ghosts, 

Yeah, there’s blood in the ring—but there’s blood on the doorpost.

Yeah, by the Crimson Tide of te Righteous One

So come what may, let the floodgates break, 

 Let the shadows crawl, let earth’s pillars shake.

We stand on the rock, and we fear no ghosts, 

Yeah, there’s blood in the ring—but there’s blood on the doorpost.

Yeah, we’re marked by mercy, and we’re kept by grace. 

Grace...Grace

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