Blood of the Scribe Lamb of God

[Verse 1]
All of this comes crashing down
Cornerstone's gone
Sleepless, hopeless
No end in sight

[Refrain]
Inkwell has run dry
Fill it with blood of the scribe

[Bridge]
Rest comes easy to the guiltless
The vampire laments as he prays for the sun

[Verse 2]
Doom, despair, tragedy
Are the tools of the trade

[Chorus]
Cut to the bone, rob the grave
Unearth the stone, lay to waste
Defile the tome, rip the page
Strip-mine the vein, lay to waste

[Verse 3]
Frayed at the edge, flatlined
The anvil cracks, the hammer
Relentlessly comes down
A new pariah is born