Izanafi

Oh I hear the call from below
It makes my body bum away

Into the pit I´m descending, descending, descending
The darkness devours my soul
With nothing left behind

I hold my sword up high (Follow my call)
All is black in my sight (Follow my call)
In this pit there's no light (Follow my call)
Now I clearly hear the call (Follow my call)

Oh I hear the call again
Over and over and over again