From the shadows of Carpathia it arrived
Rat legion sneaking ahead
Spreading the master's sanguis

Contaminating the innocent prey

Locked inside a wooden coffin he lies

Latent in the black mould of his land
Gathering strength, restless
Craving to reach the shore


Encircled by the treacherous sea
He awaits to unleash the wrath

Condemned him for all eternity

To an everlasting hunger

An ocean of time in solitude
Look what your God has now done to me!
The blood is the life

The blood is the life!

To walk with me you must die to your breathing life and

be reborn to mine.

There is no life in this body

Soulless, yet immortal
I am locked in my coffin forsaken