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