Raining Blood Slayer Lyrics Novels & Stories

Bur blood was everywhere, bodies of the fallen now scattered and lay dead, unmoved, eyes devoid of any sign of life. Here come the raindrops steady and soft, falling from a sky of dim velvet. They come all together and yet as pioneers. And though All of them soon became quite wet, they might have the joy of the leaves, of everything that makes the world so fresh yet with the bloodbath all around them, it gave them a shiver instead. Andrew stepped to her side, “Diana, if they can help up then—”

That they give nothing but destruction. Perhaps, I maybe am. ***** ‘White satin stained with blood as flowers dropped their last petals. Flame, flame, flame… thy rose shall turn to ashes.’ ‘Clash of one’s affirmation, a river of red will flow. Spread across the dry land longing for answers.’ The mansion… raging in chaos. The clattering of swords and deafening bombings wreck the weeping night sky. Everything was starting to collapse no one had ever anticipated this day will come so soon. Not this moment. Not this time.

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!”

Not only do we have a bunch of blood-thirsty Vampires, but we also have a woman that shall be set on getting revenge. So as we enter the dark road that takes us into the middle between the warehouses, the atmosphere hits a terrifying high. There is a slight burst of cloud coming down, and the rain starts to pound down hard on the tar road, leaving big splashes of water all around. As they pull the door open, we a dragged one by one from the van. Somehow getting drenched in the rain is far better than the reality that today might be the day we shall die.

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

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."