Swollen lightening from whence a god was made
Saw it coming as they drug me to my grave
I’ve been locked inside this coffin
For at least a thousand years
And my soul is howling
An eternity in this grave
Holy symbols hanging round your neck
I hope it soothes you
And your superstitious guests?
I been locked inside this coffin
For at least a thousand years
And you’ll know I’m coming
By the ice inside your tears
When i come back
When i come back a god
When i come back
When i come back a god