Lyrics

Black hound carries the image Malific reaches to tragic visage Provisions afore gods you wrought Your holy water only aides the rot Squeal of pain when the blade crests the hide Soil tomb clutches the grisly image pacified Time of impurity, post foul gestation Flesh quickens their stride Between reeds quests the raging seven 40 days could not save your sire Lusts of the seven are more dire Lamashtu is I, daughter of the sky Paths forgotten I govern thereby By beheading blades I purify Fourth named in fevered eyes Bare the face, madness I fortify Tend and toil your agonized cry Irmina is I, taken, you have died