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Blood in the Valley
by Sons of Perdition

The sick of the fold turn their backs on the flock
To wander the wasteland so grim.
They pray to false idols of wood, gold and rock
When they ought to raise voices to Him.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

They poison the wells with their venomous lies.
The crops in the fields turn to coal.
Like a gangrenous limb on the body of Christ,
Their stain brings Hell on the whole.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

The moon of the harvest is steeped in red hue,
And from the mouth of the valley, no sound.
The dregs on the ground pay the Devil his due
As he lights on that pale sunken mound.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

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Haunted Iris

The sick of the fold turn their backs on the flock
To wander the wasteland so grim.
They pray to false idols of wood, gold and rock
When they ought to raise voices to Him.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

They poison the wells with their venomous lies.
The crops in the fields turn to coal.
Like a gangrenous limb on the body of Christ,
Their stain brings Hell on the whole.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

The moon of the harvest is steeped in red hue,
And from the mouth of the valley, no sound.
The dregs on the ground pay the Devil his due
As he lights on that pale sunken mound.

The blood in the valley is Thine Lord, not mine,
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine.
The faithful up front and the sinners behind,
O Lord, let Thy glory shine.

Ryan Charles

For those of you that dig this, check out Sixteen Horsepower; the founders of what I've heard called 'death country.'

New England Nationalist

Lyrics (for ease of access):

The sick of the fold turn their backs on the flock
To wander the wasteland so grim
They pray to false idols of wood, gold and rock
When they ought to raise voices to Him

The blood in the valley is thine Lord, not mine
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine
The faithful up front and the sinners behind
O Lord, let Thy glory shine

They poison the wells with their venomous lies
The crops in the fields turn to coal
Like a gangrenous limb on the body of Christ
Their stain brings Hell on the whole

The blood in the valley is thine Lord, not mine
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine
The faithful up front and the sinners behind
O Lord, let Thy glory shine

(Satan is among us tonight, friends
Can you see the fire?
Can you see the brimstone?
Get down on your knees
Get down on your knees and crawl at the filthy beast you have become
Back into the pits
Back into the caves
Put the Bible to your head and pull the trigger
O the Lord requests and so He shall receive
Glory, glory
This valley will flood with your hypocrite blood
This valley will flood with your hypocrite blood
Fuck you Satan
Fuck you Satan)

The moon of the harvest is steeped in red hue
And from the mouth of the valley, no sound
The dregs on the ground pay the Devil his due
As he lights on that pale sunken mound

The blood in the valley is thine Lord, not mine
So guide my hook and hand as I reap from the vine
The faithful up front and the sinners behind
O Lord, let Thy glory shine

Moonlight BEhappy!

New England Nationalist thank you so much

dustin blunt

"Put the Bible to your head AND PULL THE TRIGGER !!! " 

No Go

@M G T O W SHADOW idk man
we don't have public fights till death,
we have way less executions
Criminals get caught
morality changed ,sure,
but the world is safer than it ever was

M G T O W SHADOW

dustin blunt
minus the religious aspect....society as we know it has become a pit of shit....churches turned this into shit but the lawless don't know good from evil.....
I'm no saint (church goes aren't either) but take a look around...this is the truth

Aaron Duff

Here because of Backwater Gospel. I've been looking for shit like this :) so mellow and dark, I love it.

Bearded Guy At 420

The vocals brings Leonard Cohen comes to mind.

Angie Blackheart

RIP LC

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