The rain is still in your ear when the guitars cut in, dry and clipped.

That little lift in the phrase doesn't open the song up; it just gives the riff another angle of attack.

Now the drums and guitars settle into the first real run. It's fast, but the playing is very controlled.

The voice arrives with "Trapped in purgatory," barked right into the riff instead of floating above it.

When the sky turns red, the band doesn't get wider or grander. It keeps chewing forward underneath him.

"Pierced from below" pulls the lyric downward while the guitars keep sprinting straight ahead.

The reprisal line comes back as a countdown, and the voice stretches "Your time slips away" over the same hard drive.

Listen to the upper guitar now. It flashes and bends, but the rhythm section keeps the floor brutally steady.

There's the title: "Raining blood." By now the rain image is inside the whole band sound, not just the opening effect.

The final vocal claim lands over a tightening band, ending on reign rather than relief.

Here the pattern finally breaks. The attack drains into noise, then back toward weather.