On my throne of clay
I‘m the one who serves the Dust
As blind I am and dead
I lead the desolated to their fate

Out of the dried-up stream my troops crawl
Shifting a bowl of corpses toward your castle
The millions they are endless they rise
To cover your land and extinguish the breathing

And the plagues will follow
And the desert will grow
For the dead feasting its triumph
All hail for the throne of clay

Out of the dried-up stream my troops crawl
Shifting a bowl of corpses toward your castle
The millions they are endless they rise
To cover your land and extinguish the breathing

Follow us to your Hell
Lead by the throne of clay
A sudden voice calls the end
For the throne of clay

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