Faithful from birth in sealed doom
Your light can't illuminate this tomb
Casket yawns its last
Sealed from what's been cast

As interments waste away
This world turned crypt you're displayed
In sun scorched plains they lay
Sore ridden piles of human decay

Miasma carried by chant
Christian heretics recant
Pleas fall silent on the master
Swirling disease from the caster

Avatar of the ancient path
Millions suffer by his wrath
Elation in slaughter you die
His laughter muffled by your cries

Miasma carried by chant
Christian heretics recant
Pleas fall silent on the master
Swirling disease from the caster

In the shadow of the most supreme
The sorcerer in perpetual dream