Bloodshed - Hocico

Innocently they got there

On that night of rage

Through their pores we saw the source

Of what makes us rave

Then the wrath would come along

With a violent frame

And an arrow would cross their hearts

Nothing stopped our massive assail

The fists, the screams, the struggle

The wrath, the rage, the bleeding

They were lightening the flames

Of our fire, we just made them pay

Bloodshed

None of them could flee

We listened to their plea

Bloodshed

They wanted to bleed

As wrath shots came to us

We felt glorified

We let our fists be our voice

And they covered the night

We dressed our hearts in black

To continue the fight

And a ray guided our hate

Where night shows it’s evil side

Blood is what they wished

Someone had to pay