Another one of those where I'm not entirely sure what the lyric means but hopefully it finds some resonance with someone. Anyway it was a good excuse for a good old prog wig-out which I mercifully managed to edit down to under 8 minutes (at one point it was pushing 11)

Dragged my arm 'cross a black rose thorn Crimson bloomed where the vein had torn Light and warmth in an instant drained See how easily things can change See this blood that darkens my flesh It's all there is It's all that's left Molten with rage Angels lost to the flood Every step to get me here Is written in this blood Take these sutures of gilded lies Take the bandages off my eyes Patch the holes in my punctured skin Keep the dangerous liquid in See this blood that darkens my flesh It's all there is It's all that's left Molten with rage Angels lost to the flood Every step to get me here Is written in this blood Every step to get me here Is written in this blood