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