Speaking by the name of Seti
The effigy speaks through a mask made of human skin
Godless, fallen soul, impaled
A name must be upon you before we will let you in
Marching in the name of sorrow
A stone is cast for the enemy to walk in harm's way
We will make him burn and burn again
Lost in the vortex, he is gone, no blessing underway
Coming of flood
Sickening god
Bring him to me
Torrent of blood
Rid us the disease of mankind
Unseen is he who will ultimately control the gift
Blocking out the sun
Our chains eroded, we are finally set adrift
Coming of flood
Sickening god
Bring him to me
Torrent of blood
The effigy speaks through a mask made of human skin
Godless, fallen soul, impaled
A name must be upon you before we will let you in
Marching in the name of sorrow
A stone is cast for the enemy to walk in harm's way
We will make him burn and burn again
Lost in the vortex, he is gone, no blessing underway
Coming of flood
Sickening god
Bring him to me
Torrent of blood
Rid us the disease of mankind
Unseen is he who will ultimately control the gift
Blocking out the sun
Our chains eroded, we are finally set adrift
Coming of flood
Sickening god
Bring him to me
Torrent of blood