Blood Red Son Songtext
von Ché Aimee Dorval

Blood debt in exile
Sweat the bottom line; expectant me
Hold a fate, who′s ticking time persists
Stagger me, disbelief, as if I ever wanted
Flood met with action to sink this

Blood red son
You are begotten
Oooh ooh oooh ooh
Found the early warning
Too late
Ohhh ohh

Floored, set the safety
Bet the other goes on placidly
Undisturbed by those who would object
Unattached, far removed
As if it were excusable
Roulette by negligence and itch


Blood red son
You are begotten
Oooh ooh oooh ooh
Found the early warning
Too late
Too late

Unattached, far removed
As if it were excusable
Unattached, far removed
As if it were excusable
Unattached, far removed
As if it were excusable
Roulette by negligence and itch

Blood red son
You are begotten
Oooh ooh oooh ooh
Son, you are begotten
Oooh ooh oooh oh-ooh
Found, the early warning
Too-oo-oo ohh
Too late
Too-oo late
Ohh ohh


Blood debt in exile, sweat
Blood debt in exile, sweat
Blood debt in exile, sweat
Blood debt in exile, sweat