**BREAKING** [Intro: Heavy dark drums building, ominous atmosphere] I am the idea that whispers when the lights go out. [Verse 1] The voice of B.L.O.D — whispering from the future, the past, the now. It is time. It is now. [Verse 2] The world threatens breaking. It's aching, it's shaking, burning the day to dark. The orange eagle flew anew. And Iran's mothers wept in pain. Black rain falling — W.H.O is calling — Black poison rain. [Pre-Chorus] Children of B.L.O.D — it is time. It is now. The world needs us again. [Instrumental: Industrial guitar solo and warring synths] [Chorus] The blood red moon lights our way. The world is aching. We cannot stop the breaking. [High musical build-up] [Bridge] World War Three. The words we swore we'd never see. Children of B.L.O.D — hear the sirens! (Sad male vocal) It is already here. [Outro: Slow, narrative male spoken word] The bear in the north is shaking. The crescent crimson dire wolf howls in pain. The white lion bows its head in shame. The yellow tiger only roars when danger floats ashore. It is time. It is now. Remember — B.L.O.D is back again. ---
