I built caskets for every single one of you motherfuckers
Step into the trench, join your cousins in death
Summon something
Wash the dirt from your name if you still know shame
Stony faced, nothing but an oath to break
Promised fate, everybody claims a stake
Loyalty tested on the edge of a knife
Contemplate how much you really value your life
Fickle state nothing but an oath to break
Witching day, can't wait to see the look on your face
Trial your transgressions on the edge of a knife
Question the protection of the acolytes
Summon something
I’m not resting til these sinners bleed
Won’t fall under the spell, you know I won’t be deceived
Apparition songs for the heretic breed
Summon something terrifying, listen to ‘em scream
I built caskets for every single one of you motherfuckers