Bloodletter - Delaney Davidson, Marlon Williams

There’s a letter I never sent that I wrote to your family

Your mother and father, the people back home, 'bout some far-distant tragedy

back when I took you away from the land where you had grown

To a life up in these hills, you and me met in

Oooh, This letter’s written with love

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written in blood

Oooh-oooh

And to the sun, a baby born;

the blue, blue eyes of a boy

The cold finger of winter’s chill, no time to say goodbye

A monster cries on the side of the hill, a child walks through a field

A woman lies in a box somewhere, the letter gets written and sealed

Oooh, And this letter’s written with love

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written in blood

Oooh-oooh

Follow me down to the garden, where life grows choking and wild

Where the flowers are sickly, the flowers are sweet;

the horses,

they bend and they smile

See fate, it is no sliding scale: it is fervant, it’ll rip at your seams

So throw your little coin down into my well, see how much fortune it brings

Oooh, And this letter’s written with love

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written in blood

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written with love

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written in blood

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written with love

Oooh-oooh

Oooh, And this letter’s written in blood

Oooh-oooh