Senkhara - Song of the Dead Lyrics

I'll sing to you, hear the song of the dead
Listen closely, try not to forget
Its mourn will play in your shallow head
Catching your soul in my strong hand

I'll taste your virtue with my sharp tongue
I'll break its wings with my strict grasp
You'll scream like goats in a boiling pot
I'll eat their flesh for my spiteful god

Let me hear your dying gasp
Let me fill your bones with rasp
I got your dreams to destroy
You'll make me gloat with all my joy

Let me hear your dying gasp
Let me fill your bones with rasp
I got your dreams to destroy
You'll make me gloat with all my joy

Now I creep outside your little head
I hide under your tender bed
I wait until you close you eyes
Don't fear me now just say goodbye

Let me hear your dying gasp
Let me fill your bones with rasp
I got your dreams to destroy
You'll make me gloat with all my joy

I'll sing to you, hear song of the dead
Listen closely, try not to forget
Its mourn will play in your shallow head
Catching your soul in my strong hand