Dance of the sword
Blood for the lord
Rid us - of Sinkinda

Chalk from the heavens
To Paint this devil
Rid us - of Sinkinda

Cry of the hunters
Heed our prayers
Rid us -of Sinkinda

Dance of the sword
Blood for the Lord
Rid us – of Sinkinda

Sinkinda
In her tomb
Sinkinda
Evil Blooms
Sinkinda
In her tomb
Sinkinda
Evil Blooms

We are the children
We are the servants
With holy steel
We break the seal

Out with the current
Flowing upon steel
To earth's surface
Sinkinda bleeds

To starless skies
The soul will fly
Death’s kiss
The eternal abyss