Lyrics Carach Angren

Carach Angren

Blood Queen

Fifteen-hundred-thirty-six

Her age has come the crown affixed

Her only wish is to conceive

Whilst burning those that shun belief

Countless years of blood thirst

And hundreds sacrificed

All hanged, quartered, cauterised

The queen's still longing to give birth

Endless years of madness!

Death-fatigue, the cruel intrigue

Is the despair and the sadness

Of a royal womb still fruitless

Blood Queen

Blood Queen

Like a beggar 'fore the altar

It seems Lord has eased her plight

Yet miscarriage still comes swiftly

Like a thief in 'midst of night

Ascending her stairs backwards

Clutching a mirror and candle

"Show me my future and show me what's mine"

And the mirror shows her a new-born child

She reaches for the infant, so sweet

But the mirror cracks

And its eyes start to bleed

A thick mist descends

Suddenly down the stairs

She drops the ghastly mirror

Screaming in despair

Blood Queen

A shape appears in the mist

And throws her to the floor

The child, now floating in the air

She screams, "No more!"

The eyeless child then reaches out

She grabs its little arm

But a surge of mist pulls her back

The sudden force breaks the infant's neck

Blood Queen

Blood Queen

Blood Queen

She comes through the mirror

Blood Queen

She comes through the mirror

Blood Queen

She comes through the mirror

Blood Queen