Blood I Bled

Come the quickening feet that fall Come the gathering rain Suffering as I suffer you Hearing you speak of pain If I was If I am If I did If I have Come the quickening feet that fall (Hard behind you) Come the gathering rain Suffering as I suffer you (Woe betide you) Hearing you speak of pain If I was If I am If I did If I have Raise your banners and ride to war (Just and righteous) Throwing around your name (Fortune find us) See the damage of churlish rage (Just and righteous) Saddle me with your blame (Fortune find us) You cut my roots and now my leaves are dead They tumble down in pools of all the blood I bled If I was If I am If I ever did If I ever have You cut my roots and now my leaves are dead They tumble down in pools of all the blood I bled