Scent of Your Blood - Kashgar

Kan Zhyttangan

Pretender to the throne

Utter your poisoned speech

Hate and envy

Spread like the wings of our Karga’a

Oh solstice winged

And like the karga’a

My hoard in winter thrives

Picking clean the skulls

The eyes go to the guest of honour

Steel beaks clash in the snow

I shift the night

The hero’s end

Transform this clan

To a widow’s den

Crush your skull from behind

You take a bolt to the face

Leave the hero to die

Revel in the disgrace

Konurbai

I’ll rip your fucking spine

Galaxies of eyes swirl

Reflected in mine black

Pitted and bloodshot

The breath comes slavering

We pour from above

Taking Tash Rabat

Paradigm from hero to oblivion