Lead them they will follow
Salt them they will writhe
Fill them they are hollow
Crush them you will rise
Now shed your skin
Become death
You feel no pain
Become death
Now drink their blood
Become death
You feel no pain
Become death
Enslaved to your sorrow
Enslaved to your god
Waiting for tomorrow
Begging for your god
Now shed your skin
Become death
You feel no pain
Become death
Now drink their blood
Become death
You feel no pain
Become death
Executioner of one
Executioner of all