A seed takes root in crimson ground
Growing on the sorrow found
We water it with blood and fear
Tendrils straining to break clear

Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong

Burning stars, raining down
Feed the seed beneath the ground
It grows in anger, digging deep
While we the gardner are asleep

Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong

That seed bears flower, red and black
And thorns are sharpened to attack
And now there is no hope to right
The life we poisoned in the night

Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong

That flower drops seeds of its own
If this pain is all they're shown
Then red and black will spread and grow
The only flower we will know

Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong