Raining Blood Slayer Lyrics Novels & Stories

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

I was a pile of broken pieces, left to rot at the border of the world I used to rule. Mud coated my palms as I tried to crawl, but I collapsed again and tasted earth. My body was done. I couldn’t shift—Varen had made sure of that. Like some stroke of bad luck, it began to rain. Water poured from the heavens, and thunder rolled above me. My cheek pressed to the ground, and I saw my own blood mixing with the dirt. A perfect metaphor, really. Everything I’d built, everything I’d fought for… trampled and smeared.

But they ripped my coat off, shredded through my top. I'd never felt so exposed. So helpless. If I had a knife, I would've ended them both. The world blurred, then faded to black.

The one she never got to sing. I stand in the hallway with my back pressed against the wall, listening, and tears start sliding down my face before I can stop them. Hot and fast and impossible to control. Because all I could think about is my brother did this to him. The song ends and the silence that follows is somehow worse. I try to wipe my face but my hands won’t cooperate and I can’t seem to breathe right. “I know you’re there.” His voice cuts through the quiet, flat and emotionless.

shape, vein pulsating in my head. The sky had turned red. Rain fell thick and heavy—more like blood than water. Soldier cries rose and fell like waves as bodies collapsed across the battlefield. “Scarlet, stay with me.” I pleaded, watching blood pour from her side. “And why the—why aren’t you healing?” I snarled at the sky, pain tearing through me. My tears tasted of iron; the world around us kept dying. “Hey.” She reached for my hand, voice weak but urgent, pulling me back as I tried to lunge.

She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like its all coming down She won't turn around The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down So stand in the rain Stand your ground Stand up when it's all crashing down You stand through the pain You won't drown And one day, whats lost can be found

Drip, drip, drip I feel feather like droplets break its fall on my head. What started off as tiny drops, now begin to pour mercilessly down on us. I look to the heavens, and mouth a thank you to the Lord above. This heavenly shower tames the flaming beast, making it crouch down to its master and disappear – only leaving it destruction behind. How amazing would it be, if it took its dreadful acts with it – but that would not happen, for what’s done is done.

She walked straight to the center, her boots gripping the wet stone as she looked out toward the bleeding northern horizon. "They're coming, Soren," she whispered, her short blade drawn, her heart racing against the ancient rhythm of the land as the first cold drops of a magically corrupted rain began to fall. "And they are hungry."

Mel's POV I clear my throat, feeling the alcohol loosening my restraint. “This one’s for my mom,” I announce, my slurred voice booming through the room. Then, I start singing the lyrics to “Rain” by Sleep Token—loudly and likely off-key. Who fucking cares.

Through heavy splashes and lashing of rain and over the thunderous claps of the storm, comes a boom as the current is expelled from my body. A bright flash of light covers the battlefield causing a deafening silence. My feet sink into the sandy mud and the rain that falls crystalizes. Like sharp shards of glass, the droplets fall cutting our skin. When the brilliant ball of white light fades the undead lay in a circle around us unmoving. Lyric stands, taking my hand “Are they going to get up again?” I calm my heavy breathing, waiting, watching for movement but none come. “I hope not,” I reply Feeling slightly weaker but still able to fight.