Raining Blood Slayer Lyrics Novels & Stories

River Matriarch—Thames water risen black, flooding streets in corrosive waves. They speak as one—voice grinding stone and drowning screams. **Trinity (choral, shattering eardrums):** “This land is ours. Old kings fed us blood. New blood tastes sweeter.” I step forward—crown blazing, blood boiling. **Celeste (roaring back):** “Not today. Not ever.” The battle erupts into pure chaos. Seras and Lucian nova the shadow one—sunrise-dragonfire fusion detonating blinding, shadow screaming as light burns it inside out.

For a minute I couldn’t move; my legs wanted to fold under me and my hands tried to cover my ears to shut out the sound of my own pulse. What was this? Whose blood was that? My entire body vibrated as the thoughts rushed through my mind. “Rain!” I shouted, my voice urgent raw. It tore out of me like a thrown thing. “Rain, where are you?” I called, almost in a scream. No. That just couldn’t be Rain’s blood. I couldn’t lose her too after I had lost everyone, I just couldn’t lose her. I’d… that’d be the end of me.

I need solace, A place to call home. A place to curl up and cry, And never have to wipe the tears, Before anyone sees. I need a little more help, But I should be a helper. I'm carrying the weight, Of the universe on my shoulders, And this gets tiring, I just need peace. Curl into a blanket, Let the tears flow. Let it rain, Blood and water, As I'm baptized by the blades, My soul stuck in eternal damnation.

~RAINBOW I staggered back in shock as I watched my body get soaked in blood. It was almost as if the sky was weeping— as if it was bleeding. That was when I remembered Delia's words and it hit me hard again. I staggered back in shock. She had mentioned that the sky would weep. She had mentioned that it would bleed. She had claimed that plagues were coming. That the time was now. She had referred to me as the greatest evil mastermind and I was beginning to believe it after seeing this blood rain.

​Slash! ​Unsheathing my fingernails, which had suddenly hardened into black, claw-like points, I dragged them across my left wrist without a single second of hesitation. Fresh, dark crimson blood—nearly pitch black—poured heavily onto the cold marble floor. A sharp, biting pain pierced my consciousness, but it was nothing compared to the absolute fire of vengeance consuming my chest. ​With this blood, I lock our fates, I chanted silently, shutting my eyes tight. ​Whoosh!

What are you saying, of course, you are my best friend I always beside you know matter what. Then he is covered in blood and I see the ground turning red and I feel drops of liquid landing on me and I look up. To my horror, I see it's raining blood staining my now trembling body. I look back at him panicked and crying while the entire world is turning red but he just shakes his head sadly crying too. -Honeybee. Roses are red. Violets are blue. I'm dead. And it's all because of you. You are a killer Braze

I knew it was so hard because I felt my knuckles breaking, but I felt better when I saw his bleeding nose. "How dare you slap me with your filthy hand." "You wench!" He slapped me again that made me lose my balance. I fell on the ground and the others laughed. I spit a little blood from my wounded lip. I glared at them. "Kill me, then. Try to kill me and let's see what will happen to you." Someone else wants to kill me himself. You are all doomed if that won't happen. I wish I can witness their suffering myself, though. Where is that bastard deity, anyway? I guess he's right. I would be meeting trouble often. Maybe he cursed me.

Blood came spilling all over Ralyne's hands and to the floor. "What the-," I was cut off by another cough which was followed by him barfing blood all over. His body was rejecting blood. Ralyne's panic stricken face met mine. This was bad news.

FOUR YEARS LATER. ELIZABETH'S POV The music lyrics pounded in my eyes very loudly as I danced to the song. Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I shall die before I 'wake I pray the Lord my soul to take I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize I've tasted blood and it is sweet