Bloodsoaked Dream Realm

At the beginning of your upkeep,
you draw a card and you lose 1 life.


In the tangled depths of his dream, grotesque distorted shadows dance. Fallen angels with broken wings wander
in a fog of blood-red mist. The high Vampire-Lord sits
on a throne of bones, as the screams of the damned waft through the air like a chilling song. In this disturbing dimension, he becomes the master of terror. Every night he shapes the nightmares of his enemies for his own pleasure.

(Phyrexian Arena)