Blood Vortex

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

Bloodshed in the name of sorrow

Stone is cast for the enemy to walk in harms 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